Mannequin fell.
How the hell did I manage that? Between the recoil and the shock of what I’d just managed, it was all I could do to stay seated.
Good work, Taylor!
Now how long before he’s back up?
I aimed and fired again at his prone form, the shot going off just before he rolled to his feet. I couldn’t make out if I hit or not.
Two paragraphs. Sounds about right.
Crawler was distracted just long enough for Cache to bring out the first heroes. Glory Girl, Prism, Miss Militia, Triumph…
Heya! Now don’t die on us right away, folks.
Weld tumbled to the ground, and switched targets to the retreating Mannequin. Maybe he’d coordinated something with the others. I couldn’t say.
Oh yeah, I suppose he would still have his earpiece.
Glory Girl, in her all-concealing fireproof suit, certainly seemed ready to serve as the frontline defense.
Makes sense, given that she’s pseudo-invulnerable.
I was so busy tracking Mannequin, looking for an opportunity to shoot him again, that I nearly missed what happened next.
Uh oh?
Crawler got close enough for Glory Girl to swing a punch. She took the bait and swung, then twisted in mid-air to deliver a kick.
Oh cod.
The mention of “bait” doesn’t give me high hopes for how this is going.
In any case, what did you expect these attacks to accomplish, Victoria?
He pulled just out of reach of both hits, then opened his mouth to retch spittle and bile all over her.
Hmm. I wonder if corrosion works for slowly tearing down the forcefield, or if she needs to get hit again for the acid to do anything.
It had the same effect on her costume that it did on Cache, only far, far faster. In moments, she was down to the skin-tight costume she wore beneath her white and gold dress, her forcefield protecting her.
Oh, alright, so her regular blue and black costume goes outside the forcefield, but the forcefield does protect her for now. She’s probably glad she had that skintight under-costume on, huh…
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