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- His buddies had guns, though. I saw the red-orange-white glow of tinker gun barrels, and adjusted, flying to evade two shots of what looked like hot magma, putting myself in the way of a third, to block any danger to Sveta or Withdrawal. It clung to the Wretch, which I hadn't expected, forcing me to drop my forcefield and move away so I didn't fly face first into the glob that was now falling to ground.
- Which cost me time, cost me progress. Which put a big blob of molten liquid on the floor for the others to have to avoid.
- I imagined that was the strategy. To slow us down, set us up to either get shot or get steamrolled by this shaker power that was too effective in corridors like this one.
- - Dying 15.2
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