Snippet #1618848

Will looked around, around, shocked at what his allies were doing. Ruko was nowhere to be seen, blueberry boy still hadn't moved, Adrien seemed to be trying to kidnap a Control (at least that was semi-useful), and Miles, ever the charmer, looked like he was trying to strike up a conversation. Am I the only one who's actually fighting here? The boy put his mental rant on hold as his adversary ripped the street lamp out of the ground, broken electrical lines sparking violently on the cracked concrete.

How strong is this guy? Will thought, astonished at the giant's brute strength. Will jumped from the metal pole, landing deftly behind the suit of armor, and whipped around, stabbing his obsidian sabers at the backs of his knees. The joints were the weakest point in any plate armor, but Will couldn't truthfully say that he was confident in the effectiveness of his attacks. I should have brought the long sword, he thought, berating himself on his foolishness. Sabers aren't built to combat full plate armor!

Will looked around, searching for a route of escape. He knew that he couldn't fend off the armored juggernaut forever, and killing all of the Controls wasn't a viable or strategic option. If they killed any of their foes in this open area, the police would no doubt track them down. After all, it's not like the Nowheres were a very inconspicuous band of people. The only thing they could do was get out of there, preferably without being followed...