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{{quote|I lowered my popsicle and squinted at that strange red light, which rose like a new star above the horizon. Only no star had ever been that bright or that red. Crimson. It looked like a bullet wound in the dome of heaven itself.|}}
 
===Chapter 1===
{{quote|Downtown Newcago spread out before me, its surfaces reflecting starlight. Everything was steel here. Like a cyborg from the future with the skin ripped off. Only, you know, not murderous. Or, well, alive at all.|}}
 
{{quote|She looked at me, her electricity flaring to life—growing more violent, more dangerous, lighting the room like a calzone stuffed with dynamite.|}}
 
===Chapter 4===
{{quote|Discovering that Prof was both … it had been like discovering that Santa Claus was secretly a Nazi.|}}
 
===Chapter 6===
{{quote|Tia and Prof stood face to face, and both turned on me like I was a piece of snot on the windshield following a sneeze.|}}
 
{{quote|The answer was beginning to settle on me like a dinosaur upon its nest.|}}
 
===Chapter 9===
{{quote|I hadn’t imagined that a roadway like this could decay so quickly. Less than thirteen years had passed since Calamity, but already the highway was torn up with potholes and plants peeking up out of cracks like zombie fingers out of graves.|}}
 
{{quote|Cars lay like the husks of enormous beetles along the sides of the road;|}}
 
===Chapter 10===
{{quote|Sparks, this man was large. It was like one lumberjack had eaten another lumberjack, and their powers had combined to form one really fat lumberjack.|}}
 
===Chapter 12===
{{quote|He teleported in a burst of light—as if he’d become ceramic and then exploded, shards of his figure spraying outward like a broken vase and scattering along the ground.|}}
 
===Chapter 14===
{{quote|Exel unloaded his handgun at Regalia before being picked up and lifted, like a bearded balloon, in a ropy length of water.|}}
 
===Chapter 15===
{{quote|I hadn’t realized that this whole “water” thing was going to be an issue for me. I mean … half the world is water, right? And we’re all half water to boot. So stepping into the sub should have felt like a sheep falling into a big pile of cotton.<br>
Only it didn’t. It felt like a sheep falling into a pile of nails. Wet nails. On the bottom of the ocean.|}}
 
{{quote|“Well, trust me,” I said. “I’m more intense than I look. I’m intense like a lion is orange.”<br>
“So, like … medium intense? Since a lion is kind of a tannish color?”<br>
“No, they’re orange.” I frowned. “Aren’t they? I’ve never actually seen one.”<br>
“I think tigers are the orange ones,” Mizzy said. “But they’re still only half orange, since they have black stripes. Maybe you should be intense like an orange is orange.”<br>
“Too obvious,” I said. “I’m intense like a lion is tannish.” Did that work? Didn’t exactly slip off the tongue.|}}
 
===Chapter 16===
{{quote|My eyelids drooped like angry drunk men stumbling down a street, looking for an alleyway in which to vomit.|}}
 
===Chapter 17===
{{quote|Groaning, I stirred in the overstuffed bed. It was like swimming through whipped cream.|}}
 
{{quote|Man, Prof could loom when he wanted to. Like a gravestone about to topple on a sprouting flower.|}}
 
===Chapter 18===
{{quote|The sun sank down like a giant golden pat of butter melting onto the corn of New Jersey. Or … wait. That abandoned city was kind of more like spinach than corn. So the sun sank down into the spinach of Jersey.|}}
 
===Chapter 19===
{{quote|“Come on!” Mizzy said, appearing from the party like a seed spat from the mouth of a glowing jack-o’-lantern.|}}
 
{{quote|“This,” she declared, raising her hands to the side to present me like a new washer and dryer, “is my friend David Charleston. He’s from out of town.”|}}
 
{{quote|Lulu dragged me into the center of it all, and I wasn’t about to admit I’d never danced before. So I started moving, trying my best to blend in by imitating what everyone else was doing. Though I felt like a cupcake on a steak plate, the other dancers were so absorbed in what they were doing, maybe they wouldn’t notice me.|}}
 
===Chapter 20===
{{quote|I went and checked on Newton as surreptitiously as I could. The Epic still lounged by the bar, sipping her drink, standing out like a punk guitarist in a mariachi band.|}}
 
===Chapter 22===
{{quote|I needed to say something. Something romantic! Something to sweep her off her feet.<br>
“You’re like a potato!” I shouted after her. “In a minefield.”<br>
She froze in place. Then she spun on me, her face lit by a half-grown fruit. “A potato,” she said flatly. “That’s the best you can do? Seriously?”<br>
“It makes sense,” I said. “Listen. You’re strolling through a minefield, worried about getting blown up. And then you step on something, and you think, ‘I’m dead.’ But it’s just a potato. And you’re so relieved to find something so wonderful when you expected something so awful. That’s what you are. To me.”<br>
“A potato.”<br>
“Sure. French fries? Mashed potatoes? Who doesn’t like potatoes?”<br>
“Plenty of people. Why can’t I be something sweet, like a cake?”<br>
“Because cake wouldn’t grow in a minefield. Obviously.”|}}
 
===Chapter 24===
{{quote|Trying to remain stable with two shifting jets of water coming out from your legs was like trying to balance a pot full of frogs on the tips of two half-cooked pieces of spaghetti.|}}
 
{{quote|So, when water jetted from my feet, I shot backward like a fleshy speedboat.|}}
 
===Chapter 25===
{{quote|I needed to be more careful. Regalia was not only an Epic; she was also an attorney. That was like putting curry powder in your hot sauce.|}}
 
{{quote|I stopped in the water beside the building, frozen like a beetle who’d just discovered that his mother had been eaten by a praying mantis.|}}
 
===Chapter 26===
{{quote|The hallway was quiet except for some echoing sounds from farther down the dark stretch. Faint, with a rasping quality, they called to me like the ding on a microwave as it finished nuking a pizza pocket.|}}
 
===Chapter 27===
{{quote|Why, I thought, do I feel like a dog who just swallowed a hand grenade?|}}
 
{{quote|The words hit me like a slug from a .44 Special. I blinked, searching for a response.|}}
 
===Chapter 28===
{{quote|He steered the sub right toward a submerged building with a gaping hole in its side. It looked a lot like the place where we docked, but it was a different building. We passed into the opening like a big piece of buttered popcorn passing into the mouth of some decomposing beast.|}}
 
{{quote|“Don’t worry,” I whispered over the line, “I’m an expert on stupid.”<br>
“You’re …”<br>
“Like, I can spot stupidity, because I know it so well. The way an exterminator knows bugs really well, and can spot where they’ve been? I’m like that. A stupidinator.”<br>
“Never say that word again,” Prof said.|}}
 
{{quote|I’d stepped on a cluster of small objects that were growing from vines at the bottom of one of the trees. The bizarre plant tendrils grew out from under the bark like whiskers on a man wearing a mask.|}}
 
===Chapter 29===
{{quote|Now the water surrounding the building was pulling away, like … like people at a party leaving space around someone with bad gas.|}}
 
===Chapter 30===
{{quote|This time, unfortunately, I didn’t have one of Prof’s forcefields, and each time I came crashing down into the ocean porpoiselike, water hit my face like the slap of a jilted lover.|}}
 
===Chapter 31===
{{quote|Val regarded me carefully, and though her face was too much in shadows to read, I felt like the only rotten strawberry in a line of strawberries.|}}
 
===Chapter 32===
{{quote|A few stray strands of hair had escaped her bun and stuck out, like frizzy ginger lightning bolts.|}}
 
===Chapter 33===
{{quote|We got there without being spotted. I pulled her in, then shut the door, pressing my back to it and exhaling like an epileptic pilot who’d just landed a cargo plane full of dynamite.|}}
 
{{quote|“Sorry. Uh, wow. Your powers are so lame. They’re like, about as useful as an eight-by-eighty mounted on a twelve-gauge firing birdshot.”<br>
She looked at me, then started laughing. “Oh sparks. You’d have a real good view of the pheasant dying, though.”<br>
“Up close and personal,” I said. “The way avian massacres were meant to happen.”|}}
 
===Chapter 35===
{{quote|Silence hung between us like a dead wombat on a string.|}}
 
===Chapter 36===
{{quote|Charred beams and bits of other rubble jutted from the ocean like the broken teeth of a giant submerged boxer with his mouth open and head tipped back|}}
 
===Chapter 37===
{{quote|Moving against an Epic I barely knew? One about which I had no research, no notes, no intel at all? It was like jumping into a swimming pool without first looking to see if your friends had filled it with snakes.|}}
 
{{quote|Dust floated in the air, lit by fruit that dangled from the ceiling like snot from the nose of a toddler who had been snorting glowsticks.|}}
 
===Chapter 39===
{{quote|I flogged my brain like a dog who had made a mess on the carpet, but I came up with nothing.|}}
 
===Chapter 40===
{{quote|I spent the next hour or so slumped at Tia’s desk in the meeting room, the huge window looming over me like a roommate who just heard you unwrap a bag of toffee-pulls.|}}
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