The Butcher's Bill: 2.1

I focused the teleport on what looked like a lounge area, maybe a rec room; Reaver was in there watching television, and I wanted to take him by surprise before he could get himself up to speed.

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Teleporting felt a little bit like falling down a well. There was a brief moment of weightlessness, a sense of motion-but-not-motion, and then a whumph of flame as the kinetic energy of my 'landing' was transmuted into heat. I winced a little bit as the puff of flame roasted most of the bugs that I had been using to survey the area. It was a potential liability in the way that my powers interacted that I had yet to find a perfect remedy for. Still, I had been planning for it - that was why most of the bugs that I had sent to this room had been hardy, replaceable species like cockroaches, and why it was that even as I swung my makeshift club at the back of Reaver's head, all of my bees and wasps went to the other rooms in the building.