It would be impossible to mount any kind of defense against the Nine if we were fighting them as individuals.
I mean, to be fair, that’s exactly what you were trying to fly off to do. But getting affected by the miasma changes a lot.
The man with the blue and silver mask floated over to where I was, ready to dispatch me, to knock me out, just in case I was a threat.
Might wanna get the hell out of dodge, if you can.
“Help?” I called out. It was a spur of the moment response. My mind raced as I tried to form a plan.
Yeeah, unlikely to work.
Even a bad one would serve. I lied, “I’m stuck. Break me out?”
It seems I was right back in Agitation: Knocking out Vista doesn’t revert what she’s done. Not immediately, anyway. Maybe killing her would, though.
I stared up at him. His face was riddled with conflicting emotions, his body language tense. There was a nervousness there that belied simple amnesia.
Hmm. Paranoid or not, he is a hero at the core.
We’d been warned about drinking the city’s water. It might mean the effects were more pronounced for the people who hadn’t been informed. Or there might be side effects.
Hm, perhaps. But I doubt that applies to Legend?
“Stay,” he ordered.
He stayed at the level of the rooftop as he floated out above the street, aiming more blasts at the others.
Fair enough. Looks like he decided to trust her enough to believe she was stuck and couldn’t do much from there, but not enough to let her free. Basically, “I might not need to knock her out but I’m not going to give her free reign.”
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