Skitter gripped her weapon two-handed again. The grip was strange. Something in her left hand?
Hm. I guess she did pull something from her back, but what? Seems too small to be the pepper spray, unless pepper spray bottles are smaller than I’m aware of.
Shadow Stalker realized what it was. She simultaneously moved back, gripped her cloak with her left hand and shifted to her solid state to raise the fabric as a barrier. The pepper spray spattered her cloak.
I guess it was the latter!
I suppose it makes sense for pepper spray bottles to be designed to be easily concealed.
When she was sure the spray had dissipated, she threw her cloak back over one shoulder and shifted to her shadow state to escape the bugs that were crawling on her, taking advantage of her solidity.
Nice. Got more of those bottles, Taylor?
She lunged after Skitter, who was running, already turning a corner at the other side of the alley.
Ah, right, getting away is a better plan.