Chapter 8 – Page 070
If her chest had been a cannon, she’d have shot her heart upon them.
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Panel 1 (wide):
Carol screams, tendrils of musical notes scoring scars in her face. The power is consuming her.
CAROL: AAAAAAAA-
Panel 2 (wide):
Si’s protective barrier barely does the job of warding off the concussive force of Carol’s scream. Buchanan Street around them is annihilated.
CAROL: -AAAAAAAAGH!
Panel 3:
Si is close to blacking out from the strain of keeping the barrier up. Nancy is barely able to stand as it is.
SI: ...too much…
SI: ...’s too much…
Panel 4:
A swathe of hair punctures the barrier and slams into Si, sending her rocketing.
NANCY: Si!
Carol screams, tendrils of musical notes scoring scars in her face. The power is consuming her.
CAROL: AAAAAAAA-
Panel 2 (wide):
Si’s protective barrier barely does the job of warding off the concussive force of Carol’s scream. Buchanan Street around them is annihilated.
CAROL: -AAAAAAAAGH!
Panel 3:
Si is close to blacking out from the strain of keeping the barrier up. Nancy is barely able to stand as it is.
SI: ...too much…
SI: ...’s too much…
Panel 4:
A swathe of hair punctures the barrier and slams into Si, sending her rocketing.
NANCY: Si!