“Really need a distraction,” I said.
“Are you still looking for the real Siberian?” Tattletale asked.
“Of course I am!” I snapped. I might have gone on to point out how we were also here to save her.
And finding the real body is probably the best way to do that, but you gotta keep Amy alive long enough to find it.
To save Amy Dallon. I kept my mouth shut: pointless to waste my breath or dedicate any focus to arguing when I could be trying to deal with Siberian.
This is a two-front battle, and Taylor is largely fighting both sides alone, with a slight bit of aid from the rest of the team.
Trickster was looking through his binoculars, holding one grenade. I saw him pull the pin a second before the grenade in his hand was replaced by a fragment of building.
Ohh. That way he can cause rubble to fall down and mess things up for Siberian.
Briefly.
An explosion erupted a matter of feet from Siberian. The smoke cleared quickly enough, and I saw her turning her head, looking for the unseen attacker. I ducked my head low to get more cover from the ruined wall we all lurked behind.
And distract her, right.
“Grue?” I asked.
He hesitated.
Oh damn, do you intend to make this a monochrome-on-monochrome fight?
I mean, yes, Siberian is way stronger that Grue’s monochrome, but that’d still be awesome. Might even get past Monochrome Siberian’s invulnerability like Siberian did with Alexandria. And if it doesn’t, Siberian might not be able to get past Grue’s monochrome’s probably somewhat weaker invulnerability.
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