“It’s as much a priority as anything else. I said it before, if you don’t do it now-”
So they’ve been talking about it off-screen, though the others didn’t understand what exactly it was (though Regent might’ve pieced it together) they were talking about?
“Shut up,” Amy snapped. “I need to focus.”
We watched her work. The dissolving began to slow, then fix. The wounds weren’t closing, but the necrotized edges of the ruined flesh was turning from black to crimson.
Crimson is usually a color that’s not good to be seeing on a body, but it’s better than black.
“You going to go back?” Tattletale asked me.
I wouldn’t advise it, but Taylor’s more heroic than I am.
I shook my head and glanced over to where the clouds was glowing orange with the reflected flames. “Nothing I could do. Too much fire, it cancels out my power, and it’s dangerous for Atlas.”
Yeah, fair.
Also I’m sure Lisa’s going to take note of the fact that Taylor’s named Atlas now.
“Atlas. I like that.”
It’s a pretty good name!