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| I watched as one tried to cut and run. I cast a spell called homing pigeon. It's one of my favorites. The blast and moan from around the corner brought a smile to my face. My smile was only for a moment. You see MotorHeads are like roundrunners, where you can see eight that means that there are eighteen somewhere close. Without thinking I grabbed Lyssra by the arm. "We need go get out of here, now." She looked like she wanted to say something about it, but as my blastboard hovered down near our feet, I could see she was still scared spitless. I got onto my board and she climbed on behind me. I turned back to look at Mr. Unknown. "You might want to get out of here, there's more of them around." His expression seemed to be a mixture of shock, anger and a little annoyance, as I lifted Lyssra and myself above his head. I could hear Lyssra say, "Thank you", from behind me. I think it was to him but I can't be too sure. "Hold on." I said, as she pressed her body against me. I'm glad I had all that adreneline pumping through my system, because my knees almost went out on me. Man, I hope this doesn't become a common occurrance. I had to find a place to take her so I could tell her about some of what was going on. I found a nearby rooftop to land on. I decided to lay it out on the table for her. I hope it wasn't going to be too much. Diary, this is just getting too weird. Maxis Spellstorm |
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