Snippet #1749560

Ash kept close to Nudge, watching his expressions very carefully. She didn't entirely trust this Emvee, but it was another set of eyes and ears. She kept her bow, invisible as it was in this form, drawn and laughed at a couple guards as they fell, clutching shoulders and kneecaps. She didn't want to kill them; it was enough for her that they had been forced into the arena the way she and the others had. So she simply wounded them, giving them a reason to think about something other than capturing or killing mutants: their own pain. She watched the Mirrors, looking ahead for other "targets". Yes indeed, this would be the best Games ever wittnessed (or not, she has no way of telling if the scientists are still observing their actions), and it would be the last. The most.....Explosive? She thought so, with so many psychics and firetypes around.