Intimidates mooks

Leaving Spright, Shortcut, Sveta and I against Trial, Error, and the mooks from the trucks.

A push of my aura helped to spook them. They'd been grabbing what they had on hand for self defense, and they slowed for a moment.

"Boss?" one asked, nervously. "You need us? I don't think we can fight capes."

"Stay by the truck. We can handle this," Trial said. He said it with near-complete confidence, too. If there was a waver or a pause a tenth of a second longer, it was because of my aura.

Only fear, these days, with exceptions for someone like Kenzie.

- Beacon 8.5