"We must slow them down!"
"What do you suggest?!" Emily asked, ducking to avoid a mana bullet that scorched the air where her head had been moments before.
"Try using your powers to shoot at them! They will be forced to evade, and that gives us precious seconds!"
"What about you?"
"Just pick me up!"
June then shapeshifted into a bird again and spread his wings to be carried. He didn't want to fly away, albeit it would have been good to find help. He was too scared to leave her, and her dying, if he did.
June wouldn't actually be that useful even if he remained, but his worry didn't allow him to leave.
Emily veered to the right, taking a sharp turn down a narrow side street. The Vindicators adjusted their course, their boots scraping against the pavement.
One of the Vindicators raised his arm, the metallic plating of his armor glinting as he took aim. His eyes narrowed behind his visor. He squeezed the trigger, sending a burst of mana bullets streaking through the air.
