Two grenades left. I threw one down at them. Mannequin backed away, and Crawler, though his head was directed at Weld, rose up onto his two hind legs and batted at the grenade with Weld’s body.
Oh jeez, we’re playing baseball now.
With a metal bat and everything.
The explosive went off a second after the impact, and Weld was thrown free of Crawler’s grip. I saw him stagger to his feet, his wounds closing as he shapeshifted them.
Oh hey, he’s still alive! And the shapeshifting lets him take care of the healing himself. Nice.
Now can he manage to stay that way?
He couldn’t do much about the material that had been raked off of him.
Absorb some cars when this is over?
This wasn’t going well.
Wait, really? 😮
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