[ Incinerate. Oh, shoot. Shoot shoot shoot. A spell, that could be anything. Invisible land mines, incorporeal flamethrowers, anything. Maybe...
Who could she think she's talking to? Who's supposed to be following her, powers or no powers? What does she have out in this wasteland that's important enough to kill for?
Maybe. Maybe she'll kill for it. He holds his breath another second, long enough that he can feel his pulse starting to thud away in his ears. Then he slides a batarang out of a side pouch and tosses it at the ground, horseshoe style.
Nothing. No movement, no fire.
He lets out his breathe in a rush, then takes a cautious step forward, flinching again at the loud creek on the metal. ]
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Who could she think she's talking to? Who's supposed to be following her, powers or no powers? What does she have out in this wasteland that's important enough to kill for?
Maybe. Maybe she'll kill for it. He holds his breath another second, long enough that he can feel his pulse starting to thud away in his ears. Then he slides a batarang out of a side pouch and tosses it at the ground, horseshoe style.
Nothing. No movement, no fire.
He lets out his breathe in a rush, then takes a cautious step forward, flinching again at the loud creek on the metal. ]
...Aw, no.