Part 40

The point was moot. By the time we got there things had cleared out. The only reason we could tell that this is where the fight had been was a store window broken by stray bullet fire, and the large blue '88' symbol fresh tagged into the area.

The Empire was making it's move... and I'd just put down one of their competition's only parahuman fighters.

This... could be a problem.

I heard sirens in the distance.

Better late then never I guessed.

"Should we... stick around?" I asked her.

She hesitated, looking down at something speckled on the sidewalk.

Blood. That was blood. It took me a moment to catch it in the limited light.

I guess, now that I had melee and even long ranged options down, I'd make improving my senses a priority. Well... after figuring out how to not kill people with those melee and ranged options anyway.

Lee's mask jerked back in the back of my mind again. I think I saw a hint of surprise, but he was so hard to read with the full face mask, to say nothing of how painful it had to be to be stab-

"We should go," Taylor interrupted my thoughts.

I looked at her.

"You already called it in," she said. "The gang's have left... there's no real point in sticking around right?" she asked.

Well, we could report as generic witnesses. I could debrief them on what exactly I'd done to Lee... but yeah she was mostly right.

And honestly... I didn't think I was up for that anyway.

I nodded once, "Let's go."

With nothing to do, the two of us turned around and walked away, leaving the scene of the crime undisturbed.

Not the most auspicious debut for a pair of young heroes.