Jack's in the middle of shrugging through an answer when the teeth come down hard.
He screams and stumbles again from the pain and from being yanked forward before his flesh and bone give out, but as he clutches his injured hand and turns towards where Siffleur darted away, the scream dies out and laughter rises in it's place.
Heart pounding again, Jack swings his uninjured hand out, grabbing at the clothes rack he hid behind again and yanking it away. Only this time, instead of holding onto it as ammunition, he switches plasmids as he pulls back, leaving the rack to keep sliding somewhere into the store depths while his hand lights up with electricity.
He arcs a bolt towards Siffleur. Breaking his hips with the rack would have slowed Siffleur down earlier, even if he could recover, and Jack wants this to be hard. And that's also why the electricity is painful, but not as heart-stopping as it could be.
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He screams and stumbles again from the pain and from being yanked forward before his flesh and bone give out, but as he clutches his injured hand and turns towards where Siffleur darted away, the scream dies out and laughter rises in it's place.
Heart pounding again, Jack swings his uninjured hand out, grabbing at the clothes rack he hid behind again and yanking it away. Only this time, instead of holding onto it as ammunition, he switches plasmids as he pulls back, leaving the rack to keep sliding somewhere into the store depths while his hand lights up with electricity.
He arcs a bolt towards Siffleur. Breaking his hips with the rack would have slowed Siffleur down earlier, even if he could recover, and Jack wants this to be hard. And that's also why the electricity is painful, but not as heart-stopping as it could be.