“Don’t have line of sight to Jack!” Trickster reported.
Well, that’s a problem. Can’t teleport him without line of sight.
“Hit the others,” I told Sundancer.
“You mean kill them,” her voice was quiet, her fists clenched at her sides.
Yes. Can you do it?
“Kill them, then.” I could see the sun growing as it flew. It was maybe eighteen feet in diameter now.
Oh fuck, that’s way bigger than we’ve seen it before, or at least way bigger than I imagined it before. The idea that it could get bigger than maybe a single foot or so in diameter never occurred to me.
“Just… just tell me there aren’t any civilians there, no bystanders.”
Tattletale?
I suppose Skitter could use her bugs, but I’m not sure the target zone is quite within range? It should be around the edge, unless they’ve gotten closer.
I looked through my binoculars. The remainder of the Nine were making a break for it. Mannequin and Siberian stood still, watching Grue and Ballistic, Crawler was barreling towards them, and Shatterbird had taken to the air.
Not so fun when you’re the targets, is it, guys?
It looks like big trouble’s heading towards Grue and Ballistic.
Heh, Big Trouble sounds like a nickname for Crawler.
Jack and Bonesaw were taking cover around a corner to stay out of Grue and Ballistic’s line of fire.
It seems like the Nine haven’t taken notice of the other two squads, including Trickster. They’ve heard the gunshot, but they don’t know where it came from, so they focus on the enemies they’ve spotted.