“Here,” I directed a ladybug into my palm and extended it towards her. “Crush it, and I’ll come. Or transmit some signal with my power. You have my backup, understand?”
Tried and true tactics. This is a thing I like about Worm. When Taylor comes up with a technique, she’s not afraid to reuse and perfect it as needed. Very few tricks get left behind as one-offs, if any.
Would Amy hurt a fly ladybug?
“Okay.” She took it, but she didn’t look reassured. The first bugs were flowing into her cupped hands. I could feel nervous systems intermingling, two bugs becoming one, and that strange hollowness that told me I didn’t have a complete grasp on how they functioned, that there was a part of them that was beyond the reach of my power.
…fusions?
Can she make a steed out of bugs after all? A bug horse (not the shapeshifting kind) or something, made from a ton of bugs merged together and just barely under Taylor’s control?
That would be amazing.
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