The first Time Stick B-15 had brought swept toward the back of Chen Mo's head.
Chen Mo ducked.
The orange tip grazed the department sign on the wall. The metal sign dissolved into points of light from the point of contact, disappearing along with the two screws behind it.
Only two holes remained in the wall.
"Don't touch the glowing end," Deadpool warned. "That's a one-way ticket to the End of Time Dump. Once you land, there's a man-eating cloud to welcome you. No refunds on luggage or passengers."
"I know. And if I didn't, could you have said that two seconds earlier? Don't you think it's a little late to mention it when we're already halfway through the fight?"
Chen Mo fired a web backhanded, sticking it to the Hunter's weapon hand. He yanked forward, pulling the Time Stick and the Hunter's arm to the right. Orange light sliced past Deadpool's waist.
Deadpool sucked in his stomach to dodge it and slapped the access card against the gate ahead.
Beep.
Red light.
Deadpool swiped it again.
Still red.
"This card lacks ambition, just like its original owner."
Chen Mo thought Deadpool had run into some monumental problem and looked over.
"Turn it around!"
Deadpool flipped the access card over.
The light turned green, and the gate slid open to either side.
They had barely rushed through when three time doors opened simultaneously farther down the corridor. Six Hunters emerged, crossing their Time Sticks to block the way.
B-15 caught up from behind as well.
"Put down the TemPad."
The left side of her face was still swollen, but she had wiped the blood from her mouth. A backup TemPad rested in her palm, and her other hand held a new Time Stick.
Chen Mo tucked his own TemPad into