Capricorn was bridging gaps and making the shattered landscape easier to traverse. I could see evidence he’d shored up a building nearby. I would have been nervous if I’d been on the ground beneath that kind of structure.

Rain was helping with the wounded.

I already knew what Sveta was doing. Right now she was getting Solarstare out of the area, as the artillery line gave their all to try and take down Oberon. Much of that was in the nanotech blob that hovered over him. Hurting him was slowing him down. It was the Prancer effect, that his power made him more and more agile as he avoided harm. The sustained onslaught kept him from picking up speed.

Lookout was on the computer. She gave me a wave as I checked in.

Text appeared outside of my field of vision, above where my eyebrow was. DRAGON WANTS HELP WHEN YOU ARE FREE.

I nodded my confirmation.

Dragon had been in the fight earlier, leading one wing of the artillery line. Skadi had gone after her enough times that she had backed off, so the Titan wouldn’t hurt bystanders in the course of attacking Dragon. Now and then, she fired off shots with her laser cannon, but most energy went into forcefield protection for the non-artillery backline. Relief capes, care for the wounded, and, from my Syndicate awareness of Tattletale, I could tell it was the thinkers. Everyone who wasn’t actively fighting.

More stuffed animals were marching out of that encampment. These ones were bloody, dusty. The fabrics that they were made of were… recognizable. I saw some that had the hard, angular designs of Advance Guard. Panels of body armor dangling if they weren’t worked into the materials. Straps aplenty. Reflective material.

Tiger and unicorn.

How did that conversation go? Can I strip the dead to use their costumes for my stuffed animals?

The cape I’d come to help was Switch Hitter, leader of the Girls at Bat and not a cape that had sought out the big time by any means. She wore a wool baseball cap with a brown ponytail sticking out the back, a winter baseball coat, scarf, and domino mask, and her legs were skinny in black leggings beneath the heavier top layers. She held a baseball bat in each hand, but each one was power-touched. One was elaborate, ornate, with the appearance of…

I was distracted by Teem, who was airborne, his silhouette barely visible behind the output of what had to be thousands of minions ranging from the size of a quarter to the size of a bear. Titan Eve stumbled, and her wall began to break up. Skadi gouged her. The tide of creatures turned on Skadi, and made her buckle. Some, it seemed, were clinging and doing a bit of damage.