The counterpoint to that was that Crawler had heard the commotion and was approaching.
Well, fuck.
He shifted from a walk to a head-on charge as he got a block away.
*nervously retrieves a laser pointer from his pocket*
“Crawler!” I shouted the words at full volume. Weld snapped his head up to look at me, and I extended one arm out to inform him on the direction.
The problem was that Mannequin could hear too. He shifted positions and prepared to heave another car at the heroes.
Honestly, Mannequin might as well ask Crawler to sit down on top of the heroes.
Though it might not work, because
fortunately, Crawler seems intent on tearing Skitter in particular to pieces before doing much else.
Fortunately…
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