”THUNDERSTRUCK!”
Quietly, just barely audible, in everyone’s coms almost as an afterthought AI-leen sent “Sixty two percent louder.”
The air itself rippled in a perfect sphere with Harmonic as its center point. The shockwave caused the pearlescent barrier that protected the buildings to shatter into minute dust-like fragments of light that sprinkled over everything. Both the MEGAS and the supersonic speedster went flying as Harmonic’s wave hit them.
Expresso was better off as he had less surface area to catch the explosion. He tumbled through the air wind milling his limbs at high speed to stabilize his accidental flight, looking much like a coffee colored cyclone. He managed to slow his speed enough in time to crash into and through the second story display window of a women’s boutique. He sat up with a pained grimace holding his side; it seemed he had only cracked a few ribs. At his previous speed he might have cracked his neck on impact.
Dale and The Mighty Metal Mechanoid didn’t fare as well. The force of the sonic barrage caught the giant robot square on. It didn’t fly nearly as high as Expresso but it was hit with greater force none the less. Dale, being a smart maniac had actually worn his seatbelt, a modified racing harness. That and his emergency trauma system saved his life. The MEGAS carved up a long section of city street as it flew down the center of the road for two city blocks, tumbling and twisting limply as both the pilot and primary control system were out. It ended up lying limply, with an occasional fat orange spark shooting out, half piled into a parking garage pillowed up by a pile of asphalt, concrete and late model sedans.
When the pearlescent dust had begun to settle and the rain had begun to fall again everyone looking out of windows and out of their hiding places all along the street could see a still blue haired form sprawled unmoving in the center of a perfect half sphere indented in the center of the road. A sparkling rain slowly washed over the body, and began to pool in the crater, as people ran from all directions in what seemed like slow motion in his direction, lead by a girl with a fan jet backpack.
