"Amazing," Bibbowski said as he lowered his binoculars and took a drag off his cigarette, "the shapeshifter took the time to save a man that would have killed him. This is turning from a metahuman outbreak into a superhero melodrama."
"Don't let them fool you, they're still just a bunch of revolutionaries," another man said as he emerged from the boat's cabin, "don't forget, bleeding hearts usually lead to bleeding heads."
"Don't forget which one of us spent ten years of his life on covert missions," Bibowski replied, "I'm pulling the boat farther north. I don't want any of the metas to spot us yet."
The security chief handed his binoculars to his assistant. He entered the cabin of the nondescript boat that his team was using to survey the fight that the MCCA had picked with a houseful of metas, including Eurostar and several who were at least as powerful as he was. It was stupid moves like this that had made him decide to work outside of the country after his military tenure ended.
Once the boat had moved out of range, he resumed his surveillance. This was quite the show.
