“It might stop rising,” I protested.
Or peter out in intensity at a certain height.
“It won’t.”
“Is that an educated guess or-”
“It’s not.”
Right.
Will it ever stop being generated, then, by whatever modified bacteria or algae or whatever Bonesaw has put in the water? What are they using as fuel for the reaction?
I found myself at a loss for words.
“What does it do?” I asked. “Poison? Something else?”
Poison? Come on, Taylor, were you listening to what Lisa said earlier? Seriously, just regular ol’ poison goes against almost everything she said about how Bonesaw thinks.
“Probably something else. Or it’s poison, but it’s designed to do something besides kill us. How are the others doing?”
Yeah, just killing them is way too boring and unartistic.
I looked for Grue and Regent using my swarm sense. Grue, Bitch, Ballistic and Sirius were on a rooftop lower than us, Regent directly above them. Cursory exploration with my bugs revealed a glass dome extending around the rooftop.
How–oh! Nice use of Shatterbird’s power they, Alec!
My bugs could fit through gaps in the glass, which meant the miasma would as well.
Yeah, might wanna tighten that a bit.
I did what I could to block up the holes, and I knew it was useless.
Brian. Rachel.
Oh jeez. Are we actually taking some casualties from this today?
“I think they’re caught,” I said. “I-I don’t know what to do.”
“You have a gun. You have your bugs. If the Nine are going to let their guards down, it’s going to be now. All the ones who are still left are priority targets. Finish off Siberian and taking Jack and Bonesaw out of action will be doable.”
Damn, straight to the point. Make sure to keep flying higher than the miasma has gotten, though.
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