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- No. There was one more threat. Tecton’s helmet caught it on camera as it loomed on a nearby building. A Mannequin.
- Only it was three times the usual size. Fat.
- Cuff flung another discus.
- It’ll glance off, I thought.
- It penetrated.
- Pressurized moisture exploded outward, crusted immediately into a small, spiky mass of ice.
- Ah.
- …
- A heavy bullet caught the Mannequin in the back of the head. Ice cascaded out the back in a giant spike.
- Tecton used the opportunity to slam the upper ridge of his gauntlet into the Hatchet Face’s mouth and extend the piledriver full-force.
- That did it.
- More bullets pummeled the Mannequin. One resulting chunk of ice partially encased Tecton, only to shatter when he pulled back.
- …
- But Grace had powers now too. She grabbed Hatchet Face’s weapon and swung it, was nearly trapped in the ice that exploded out from the wound.
- - Worm, Sting 26.5
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