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- I was too far away for any of them to hear. A block away. Miles away, for all the good it did.
- The other Skitter fired her gun at Bitch, one shot after another. Grue blanketed the area in darkness, and the false Skitter dropped her weapon. I could sense Bitch slumping on Bentley’s back, Bastard spilling from her lap to hit the ground and roll on impact.
- ***
- The others recovered before I did. I could sense Grue standing, shouting something. I couldn’t understand him with the effect his power had on his voice. Not the first time I’d run into that issue. Rachel was up too, using Bentley to stand, one hand pressed to her side. I sensed the hot knot of metal where it had impacted the reinforced jacket I’d given her. Good.
- “Find her!” she shouted. “Find Skitter! Hurt! Kill!”
- ***
- “You shouldn’t maim people,” I said.
- “Says the person who just emptied a gun clip at us,” Imp said.
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