their primary target, is now out of reach. This smaller swarm, something Steve could handle even without Belle, was nothing more than a symbolic gesture of power and as they rush forward to engage her, Belle quickly handles the situation. The blades from her forearms slicing and hacking them to pieces before they can even make contact with her.

When the last drone falls at her feet, free from the nightmare gripping its mind, she turns and throws a scrap of the metal armour from one of the six knights. The light flooding the area shatters as it makes contact, and the laneway is suddenly cloaked in darkness. Her torso opens and Steve climbs out slowly and fumbles around in the dark to open the door of the Beast. Now lit by the internal cabin lights he looks back up at her. He owed whatever team