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Juice, she said Like energy, or spell power, or ht up “the last tiain
“You’re doing it again,” I said “What happened the last time?”
“Nothing God!” Bastion threw his hands up, exasperated “Fine You tusses stand back Let the big guns do their work”
Prudence chuckled to herself, then, to ht want to join me over here,” she said I did as I was told
There wasn’t much ceremony to whatever it was Bastion did to that door He stood with his legs apart, in a way that I knew he thought was cool, how a superhero le hand, palht flashed, and a sound, dulled and bass-filled, thumped just the once
The door exploded into pieces, like a cannonball had just punched its way through the wood Whatever was left of it clattered to the ground in a shower of splinters and sawdust Bastion looked over his shoulder at rin
“You like that?”
“Shut up” I sed loves for? It’s not like your hands need protecting Why even wear them?”
He looked at loved hands to his face “Because they look awesome Duh”
Ion the tip of ue ready to fly, but there wasn’t any rooh when a gout of flame the size of a basketball shot its way past his head
“Hey,” he cried out, stu
“Whoa,” I shouted, watching as the fireball soared across the alley and slae, black scorch mark in the brick
“Well crap,” Prudence said, raising her fist, her knuckles already bathed in that say as she ran for the doorway “Dustin Get in through one of the s Break in, or step in through the shadows, I don’t care Just get the damn sword Let us handle this”
“Gladly,” I said, ducking away fro another fireball to soar out of the darkness At least I knew there were plenty of shadows in there All I needed was a shadow out in the alley to step into Thea had told s – teleporters, specifically – preferred to only move between spots they could see
That’s how Ishort distances between areas within e, but it sounded far too dangerous otherwise Stories abounded of Wings who took a blind ’port and ended up partially embedded in some concrete This wasto end it dead with my ass stuck in a wall