You shoot her a crooked, cruel grin. "Setting up to make use of it."
My mental image of this is Smug Megumin face.
"This is madness," Samantha says, stealing a length of pipe from one of the attacking hostages and hitting him upside the head with it.
"Madness? THIS! IS! EARTH BET!"
"CUT! DAMNIT TAYLOR!"
*everyone breaks into laughter*
"Sorry, Director Silently!"
The sound of something exploding comes from right behind you, and you spin around to find a cape all in white with a long mask pierced through by javelins of ice. Purson, the Fallen's Master, stares at you as eyes flashing blue, then his head slumps in death.
«Telepathic intrusion ineffective.»
It is impossible to ignore what is right in front of you now. That is Laura. Laura is a mage.
Huuh. Wasn't expecting that, frankly. I wonder how Ziz convinced her.
Non-lethal is not the same as non-crippling, and your stomach squirms when her bottom jaw shatters and rips itself off her face.
*winces* Unless she receives immediate surgical treatment she's probably going to bleed out on the ground in short order. We might need to relabel Non-Lethal to Less-Lethal at this point.
Above you the ceiling shatters, and five capes in costume drop into the building. "Tampa Protectorate! Everyone down on the ground!"
You sigh and flop down on top of the – hopefully unconscious – Leviathan-themed flier.
Finally. The cavalry has arrived.
Hmm. Bet that's the majority, if not all, of the Tampa Protectorate. I wonder how long they were waiting outside?
Anyway, the siege is over. We'll have to see what the aftermath is. Now for the Interlude.
This was the kind of group that was suicide for someone to fight all on their own. And Taylor expected her to hold them off by herself?
Uhh, no. We don't expect you to fight them stand-up Laura, considering we were doubting our own capabilities to take them all out, but doing
something (like, even creating ice walls every so often to slow their advances for precious moments would be useful!) instead of hiding and saying "Nope, can't do anything." would be appreciated.
Her? She had a team. If she revealed her powers in such a public display, it opened up all of Winter Hill to reprisals. Any dumb normie who took a picture or video and posted it to the Internet would be painting a target on her back for the Fallen to take a shot at, and that shot would come at Winter Hill's expense. They would know it, too. They would know that she was putting herself and her own interests, even if those interests were to protect other people, in front of the gang's. It would be seen as a betrayal.
Winter Hill did not treat traitors kindly. She had not yet had her powers when Malachite tried breaking off from the gang and taking part of their territory for himself, but she had heard what happened. They would not butcher her for this, of that much she could be sure, but they would still cast her out so any revenge was her own to deal with. The other members of Winter Hill were not her friends, she had been honest to Taylor about that, but they were still all she had. She did not like her chances if she was thrown out in the streets to watch her own back.
Hm. Once the Fallen are dealt with in a more lasting fashion, pencil in scattering Winter Hill to the four winds if they are going to be as dumb about this as Laura fears. As for Jotunn, if he chooses his gang over protecting his daughter then he is not worthy of the title of father; very misplaced priorities imo.
Also, very interesting in the way Ziz got through to Laura.
…And she was so tired of being scared.
"Ah, fuck it. You know what? Let's do this." She stretched her hand out and let Cassiel land on her palm. After a moment, she frowned. "How, uh, how do we do this?"
*Queues up "I've No More Fucks To Give"*
That was all the temptation she really needed. A wave of her hand launched the twenty pound weight at high speed to collide with the cape's face. Down he went, out cold and apparently covered in blood. Was he supposed to be that much of a wimp?
«Not in the slightest. He gave Taylor substantial difficulty due to his danger sense. I can only presume that due to us focusing my precognition like this, it created enough psychic interference that he could not predict from where the threat was to come.»
Goood. That annoying precog is finally dealt with.
Overall, an interesting arc conclusion and Interlude. Nice work!