Sting 14

Heroes at the other location were hitting Oberon with powers, and I felt Foil kneel, crossbow raised, and shoot several bolts in quick succession.  I knew her power let her bolts pass through anything, and if she timed it right, which she could, with her timing ability, then she could make them stick.

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The fresh new spikes exploded into more gas.  I knew I had to keep the gas away from Rachel and the dog, especially when it could put that many holes in anything.  Same principle as before, fanning it away.

The hook was touched with Foil’s power, and it carved a furrow a foot deep and thirty feet long before Oberon reacted.  He straightened, and she lost her footing, the dog finding a momentary foothold on one of the antler prongs.

Sveta was there a moment later, grabbing them and securing them.  Holding on with one hand, Rachel swung the grappling hook head around, then let it drag against more of his back, before it no longer had anything to grip and fell within a foot of her.

“Don’t hit yourself with it!” Foil cried out.