“I’m out!”  I replied.

“Then get out of here!  You’ll be one less person we have to protect!  Our front line’s pretty thin!”

Hm. Fair enough, honestly, though I’m not sure Skitter’s going to take the implication that no bombs = needs protection super well. But look what we’re dealing with, lady. You probably should get out of here, even without the looming threat of the second barrage of bombs.

Weld half-turned to glance back at Glory Girl, and I could see his expression change as he saw how bad she was.  It was reaching the point that we might have to leave her for dead.

Yikes.

Hey, do you think Bailey could carry one more person?

She could send Bailey off to Amy using the continual order feature, carrying Victoria, and stay behind herself.

There were spots where the muscle had necrotized enough that I could make out her internal organs.  If the redness was any indication, the acid was extending to her vitals.

Yeah, fuck, she needs to get to Amy fast if she’s to survive.

“Evac Victoria and Cache on your way out!”

Yeah, Weld sees it too, but question is, can Bailey lift that much?

Leave a comment