dampens fear

Again the sky turned red. Again metal and concrete screamed and rumbled. There was too much dust in the sky now. I couldn’t see what had fallen—only the diffused glow of the power of the Eye and a slight thickening in the dusty cloud.
“Hell’s bells,” I complained. “How many shots does that thing have?”
“It’s being fueled by the city’s fear now, boss,” Bob said seriously. “It’ll run out when everyone’s dead. Which was the general idea, when it was created. That’s part of what Mab is trying to do, too. Dampen everyone’s fear. Rob the enemy of power.”
Butters leaned in to the conversation. “What happens if Mab keeps making things worse on the enemy?”
Bob let out a hysterical little cackle. “They go insane. I mean, obviously. It’s a psychic assault.”
Murphy gave me a sharp look. “So they have to stop her. If they don’t, they can’t meet their objective.”

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