There is now precious little left of the motel unit, only some of the frame remains anchored by its concrete pad with a staggering Asher in its centre, surely he cannot take much more of this. Even I’m not sure if I have anything left, it’s been a very, very long day.
“Got him!” yells B-Rock from behind us. “He’s locked in.”
B-Rocks shout answers my concerns and I allow myself to relax a little.
“Great going B-Rock,” says Killervolt. “Now use your amplifier and walk him into the middle of the yard.”
B-Rock closes his eyes, scowls for a moment and then a smiles creeps across his face. I recognise that expression, it’s the same giddy sensation I have when I draw on the Power of the amplifier. It’s a sudden rush of blood, the instinct to fight is kicked into overdrive.
Awkwardly, Asher s
