Masks 2

Umeko looked to the Red Reaper and Orla and nodded, her face invisible behind her helmet.

"Great to see you again! And I'm proud of you!" she told Orla. "I'm sure there's a lot of stories behind all of that. We'll need to meet up once we kick this tree's ass."

And with nobody having any reservations, the two teams massed up. Team 1 was to take the more direct path down the highway into downtown LA while Team 2 would take a less direct path towards that same objective. Team 1 was expected to face more resistance, but they also had more firepower and versatility so they'd PROBABLY be fine.

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A few minutes later, the primary team had entered the freeway via a nearby on-ramp and were traveling down it towards downtown. Most of the roads were horribly cracked and damaged, and from time to time the flying/swinging members of the party had to give the others lifts over collapsed overpasses. In addition, mutants continued to harass them as they went along.

And then, as they walked in between two small skyscrapers, one of the buildings began to move. Growing many arms, many legs, and hundreds of window-sized eyes, it stood up and let out a roar.

It kind of reminded those Rainwalk veterans present of the hermit crab church, except far larger.