Monthly Archives: November 2013

My ankle, which I had been able to blissfully ignore through a miracle of willpower and adrenaline, suddenly made its displeasure clear and decided it wouldn’t take orders from me anymore. I nearly fell, but caught myself with my power, … Continue reading →

In the street in front of us was Pyroclasm, standing at the heel of the Upright Man. He was a tall asian man dressed in a crisp grey suit, who stared off into the distance, ignoring us. I had been … Continue reading →

“Jamisson, we’ve found Cryoclasm.” “What? I’m getting some interference. The room must have some kind of shielding.” “We found Cryoclasm. She’s in what looks like a cryogenic chamber or something. Probably to keep her effect from spreading. Hold on, there’s … Continue reading →

“Why are we staring at this random apartment building?” Emily subvocalized. “When Savage was tracking Masquerade, he ran into a trap designed to cover the scent trail. Given the description, we doubt it was set up by Masquerade himself, though … Continue reading →