I saw him waver. On the other side of me, Nailbiter’s mouth yawned open, and her teeth speared out, criss-crossing, stabbing into dirt, field, stone, and toward the biker and me. I was already flying back and out of the way.

The guy threw his arm down. The blob crashed into the road, and the bike rode the explosion as the effect released, taking to the air.

Her hand went out. She caught him out of the air with extended fingers, and let the bike fall while she held him in the air.

She flicked her arm, hand going out. As before, the rapid slide of finger against flesh had the effect of a serrated knife edge. He was cut five different ways, and he crashed into the ground not far in front of lightning-eyes.

The guy screamed and convulsed as the effect crackled over him, burning skin and setting his hair on fire.

A dirt biker with a demon mask with red rips and gouges in pure white latex ‘skin’ drew a submachine gun, aiming it at Damsel. Sveta grabbed his weapon, but failed to disarm him, as he maintained his grip.

Instead, the biker with the white mask turned ghostly. The ghostly image separated. Several bikers now, each with variants on the theme, red mask with radioactive green gouges and blood, and a blue and yellow mask with red gouges and blood.

All three had guns, and Sveta had only two hands.

Capricorn’s image of blue lines and sparks came into being. Water sprayed, violent and focused largely outward at the bikers. Where it cascaded into the road, it left gouges of mud. Beast of Burden stumbled as one spray caught him from behind.

Ashley was already using the distraction to move. She fired her power, directing it at the road, and launched herself into the air, dress and hair fluttering behind her. The multifacted biker tried to get a bead on her, arms raised to shield eyes from spraying water, and she shot again, changing direction in the air.

“Damsel!” Beast barked. “I told you to not fucking shoot that so close to me!”

I was already flying toward the multifacted Fallen bikers. I used my aura to distract, and closed the distance, Wretch around me.

Had someone been paying attention, they might have noticed the water tracing the edges of the Wretch.

There was that melancholy feeling again.

I closed the distance, and as it happened, so did Damsel. I came at them from the northern end and she came at them from the southern side. The one of the three that had a gun free turned to aim at Damsel.

She shot with her power before he could pull the trigger, and crashed bodily into him.

He split into another set of varieties. Yellow-green, green-red, and purple-green. Two of them drew knives. One of the others was joining the fray too.