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They haven't moved yet despite your extensive preparation. Even as Wendy smashes one of her NOVASTONES and stuffs it into the canister (closing it right after to prevent the whole group from being gassed), they don't move.
Is this overconfidence? Do they not know? <span class="mu-b">Maybe what they were saying was just a really accurate bluff.</span>
...
You hope it's just that.
"Let's kill them." That's all you have to say. Lex can't help but to smile upon hearing that, showing off all of his teeth with an ear-to-ear smile.
>LEX RAPPORT: 6/7!
>+26% TORMENTED SPARK PROGRESS! 66.5/125 LEFT!
[ANIMALISTIC IMPULSES] IT IS TIME TO KILL THAT BITCH STONE DEAD.
>WOLF IN DEER'S CLOTHING is replaced with ANIMALISTIC IMPULSES while you wear LEX (NEW YOU)!
>[ANIMALISTIC IMPULSES] Your muscles feel stronger. Your soft skin feels like it is draped over rock hard stone. The rush of violence now excites you beyond all measure.
>Thrice per mission when you make a TALENT/VIOLENCE/FLESH check, you may reroll all dice that rolled 3 or lower. You also passively add +1d10 to all TALENT/VIOLENCE/FLESH/RESTRAINT checks you make.
You're the one who jumps out of cover first. Noelle's eyes widen the moment she catches a glimpse of you but it's not out of fear. It's not even out of malice. It's a simple, kind smile that is completely discordant with what's going on.
Bel doesn't remotely attempt to dodge or reaction. He just stands there. It damn near makes you miss your shot but you aim and with a pull of the trigger, you fire off both slugs right as you cross towards the aisle at the other side.
[ANIMALISTIC IMPULSES] You land perfectly on the other side, not losing your balance for a second.
A violent explosion erupts from the point of impact, causing Bel to stumble back with only the mildest look of shock on his face. The explosive slug seemed to do little more than scorch and scratch his overcoat. Though there was a hole punched in...a hole big enough for your second slug to go through.
The PROTOTYPE ANTI-ABNO round punches a hole right through him, seemingly piercing his skin without any real issue. Bel actually stumbles back to this. An expression of PAIN rushes across his face. It almost looks weird on his face as if he's never felt it before. A massive latticework of pink, orange, greenish-yellow and blue light pours out of the wound in his chest.
<span class="mu-r">HE'S FUCKING PISSED OH GOD.</span>
He immediately begins to bolt in your direction with a speed that can only be compared to a racecar. Your allies barely have any time to react but they manage to throw all of the items you gave them over at his direction. Noelle's sugary, plastic smile still remains on her face but her eyes do widen at the fuck ton of items throw their way.
A bright pink glow surrounds her fake antlers. A faint pink glow surrounds all of the objects being thrown but she only manages to one of the RAW NOVASTONE CHUNKs. It is now stuck floating in the air about a solid fifteen feet away from them.
