She slid between a Brute’s legs, wrapped the energy whip around its ankle, and yanked. The Brute toppled into a second Brute. She kicked off the third Brute’s chest, flying backward, and fired a charged shot from her cannon into the tangled pile. The explosion sent them all spinning in different directions. “Domino Effect! +500!”
They pushed deeper. Past corridors made of recycled bones. Past airlocks that opened into null-gravity fields where Nakamura learned to Leash herself from floating debris to debris, using the momentum to kick through a swarm of winged Hive-spawn like a pinball of pure violence. “Grinder! Pinball Wizard! Buzzkill!” Lola screamed in delight. bulletstorm
There was no scream. Just a flash of white light, a wet thwump , and a rain of ash. She slid between a Brute’s legs, wrapped the
The first wave came. Screamer mutants—pale, twitching things with too many teeth. They charged. The explosion sent them all spinning in different directions