I chained relay bugs together so one connected to the next, then extended them well beyond the range of my power. Their progress was relatively slow, but it did allow me to sweep over an entire region around the library.
Sweet.
Bugs stirred into action at my order, and they crawled or flew within a few feet of every horizontal surface that Jack or Bonesaw could be standing on.
No sign of them. The vault door beneath the library was closed and sealed.
Yeeah, that might be a problem is they’re actually there. It might not have been at the other shelter.
I was about to return to the others when an explosion of dust and rock fragments ripped through a group of bugs a few blocks away from me.
…
Is that good? That’s probably not good.
Wait, so how far is she from the bomb zone? Is this the Bakuda barrage going off?
A woman, no clothes.
To the tune of Bob Marley’s “No Woman No Cry”.
My bugs slid off her skin.
Are we sure it’s even really skin at this point?
Even the slightest abrasion on the surface of the skin served to tear through the legs and bodies of the bugs. Had to be Siberian.
Well, yeah. I felt like that went without saying, honestly.
I guess this gives Taylor the opportunity to track her movement towards wherever the Nine actually are.
Also, is she still carrying the truck, or has she set her real body down to move separately again?
If the general shape of the large object she was holding was any indication, she still held the truck.
Alright. So that’s still invulnerable, presumably, but if Taylor can get her to drop the truck, she has another shot at killing the real Siberian.
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