T + 1:30 mission time

Lisa is covered in blood and shit. But her wounds are closed leaving just angry red bite marks on her belly and back. She will have to buy a new shirt at least and whether these pants will become wearable again can be doubted.

I don’t look much better. Lightning without thunder is playing across the sky. The light has become murky.

L: You can let me down. I can walk on my own

I am happy to do so.

L: Where have you been heading?

P: Towards the entrance. We are both no longer in a state to risk combat.

L: True. And I don’t like that lightning.

P: Yes. I think the theory that a stable intrusion space means a perfectly stable intrusion space is wrong.

L: Is this mission a failure?

P: Nope. I looted a lot. We are just too few people to do this safely.

I stop. Between us and the exit a swarm of lizards has assembled.

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L: Shit. Shall we go around.

P: They will see us. Besides the boost won’t last long. And neither you nor I are especially fast.

L: What have you got? Didn’t you use up your artillery on that shed.

P: I think abilities reflect personality.

L: Belt and suspenders?

[Nebelwerfer 42] goes into position.

L: What is that?

P: A rocket launcher. For attacks against area targets.

T + 1:35 mission time

P: I think I got the aim right.

L: Only one way to confirm that

I have gotten it right. We don’t exactly sprint towards the exit. It is more a vigorous jog.

L: How do we get away? We cannot use the railway like this. Could Irina get us by car?

P: You are forgetting that I have a nice compact car in storage.

You should never tempt fate like that. The rat gorilla rises from a hole in the ground. Lisa nails it with six bullets right into the head.

L: This feels good. I think it has repaired my belly fully.

P: Your counter-execute?

L: Yes.

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T + 1:40 mission time

We are passing the exit. The characteristic smell of MJ meets us.

„What do we have here? Two bloody wizards.“ An elegant man stands right in front of us. He draws deeply on his joint. „You and your monsters have ruined everything. My son is running around with a gun. This used to be a peaceful land.“ He seems to be fighting tears. „This is all your fault. No. I am not going to keep quiet about this.“ He is fumbling with his phone.

L: We cannot let people take our pictures.

I have been chanting already. The prismatic beam does its job.

L: Damn.

P: It wasn’t the first time. Now you know what I was silent about. Let’s go.