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You pointed to yourself, and she nodded.
<span class="mu-r">“Huntsman. Nice to meet you, Squirrel Girl.”</span>
You raised a hand in front of yourself.
<span class="mu-r">“Nice job, by the way.”</span>
Her smile widened, and she gave your hand an enthusiastic slap.
<span class="mu-g">“You too! I’m lucky that you were the one that Tippy Toe ran into.”</span>
She reached up to her shoulder and scratched her squirrel under the chin.
<span class="mu-r">“Same here. I was looking for a lead on this whole ‘Pixel Punk’ case, and you might’ve just given me the next best thing.”</span>
You said, looking down at the blonde woman.
Squirrel girl nodded to herself, looking impressed.
<span class="mu-g">“‘Pixel Punk’? I like it. Mind if I use that name from now on?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Knock yourself out. Now, what’s this I hear about a dragon?”</span>
She just shrugged.
<span class="mu-g">“I haven’t heard much about what’s going on off-campus. I’ve got some little helpers scouting things out, but they haven’t called back yet. I only found out about this girl right before the attack started.”</span>
You were about to comment on that, but a sudden, ominous humming sound drew your attention down to the blonde woman’s right arm. The one where she’d been holding that strange gun. A web of glowing, rainbow cracks were forming in the pixelated material, and you could feel it vibrating with all the pent up energy that your heat resistant webs were keeping trapped inside.
<span class="mu-r">“That doesn’t look good…”</span>
Squirrel Girl and Tippy Toe both had terrified expressions on their faces.
<span class="mu-g">“I think it’s gonna blow!”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“And it’ll take us out, along with a good chunk of this building.”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“What do we do!?”</span>
Your mind raced as you struggled to think of a way to get rid of this thing without anyone getting hurt. You could technically hurl it into your pocket dimension, but doing so without carefully setting the location could be disastrous. And it might hurt your new plant buddy.
Then, a wonderful idea sprang forth in your mind.
<span class="mu-r">“I’ve got an idea. Can you try to rip that thing off of her arm?”</span>
She gave you a salute, and you decided to entrust her with that task while you worked on the next phase of your plan. This girl was certainly strong enough to manage a feat like that, and she hasn’t let you down so far.
With a mental command, you activated the Horton Cells in your bloodstream, wreathing your body in pale green flames. Then, you pointed both arms at the wall in front of you, and projected a concentrated beam of heat at a single fixed point.
<span class="mu-r">“Come on, come on…!”</span>
If you could sweat while wearing the flame cloak, you probably would’ve been. You were currently focusing on not losing your cool, and it was a lot easier to pour all of your attention and effort into this single, crucial task.
By the time you were able to burn a sizeable hole out of the wall, Squirrel girl had already finished things on her end.
<span class="mu-g">“I got it!”</span>
She shouted, raising the gun into the air.