“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Delegado snorted, easily running out of the way. The webbing caught some panicking people who were running aimlessly, but the rescue workers saw it coming and avoided it as well. The half-orc looked around, and ran for the building that was the town’s main church. It was rapidly being converted to a makeshift hospital, but his focus now was on harming, not healing. It had the highest roof in town at the moment.
Within a minute he was climbing the thin bell tower, bracing himself for another shot.
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