Shortly after Erica had left to destroy the researchers and their facilities, Benjamin had already started battling with the Apex Girls in the open streets of Lot.
The sun had climbed to its peak and then begun its slow descent, and still the fighting had not stopped.
Dust hung in the air like a permanent fog. The cobblestones under their feet had cracked and shifted so many times that the street no longer looked like a street at all. It looked like the aftermath of an earthquake that had decided to take its time.
Much to the Apex Girls' collective shock, the god-touched standing in front of them was nothing like the image they had carried in their minds, and this was someone whose appearance in the world had not even been that long ago.
They knew very well, of course. That god-touched folks were supposed to be powerful, yes, but power came in flavors they understood.
