Peony clasped her hands over her ears and squeezed her eyes shut as the missiles detonated on the other side of the dumpster; as the explosion subsided, she turned and peered over the top at the target.

The centipede was wriggling awkwardly on the ground, cracked exoskeleton dropping off in chunks, but it was still very much alive - and, as she watched, it managed to regain its footing, unleashing an enraged screech in the two Trailblazers' general direction.

Peony ducked back behind the dumpster. "That almost worked!" she exclaimed brightly. It was only slightly forced.