Cursing angrily, the driver gets out to look at the damage. A second later, his face bangs back against the window, a look of surprise in his dying eyes. The elderly couple in the rear scream in terror and scramble out of their respective doors, but they don't get far. You weren't aware what a powerful weapon javelins are, a hard counter to the infirm. Barbarella must be somewhere on the other si-- your door is yanked open, and you feel a bone knife on your throat. Barbarella growls at you.
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