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SPEED DRAWING: Turn Of Events

When it’s your time to shine—don’t hesitate.

Music: “TURN OF EVENTS” - by GEAR GIRLS (© GnomeTone Records)

Alhannah clicked through the camera feeds. “Wendell, stop thinking about the weapon. Think about the distance.”

“What?” I frowned.

I could hear the loud clack of her heavy boots as she started pacing. “Every attack has a distance. Whips are strongest at the ends. You want to minimize damage? Get closer.”

“You want me to run towards the psycho Barbie?”

“Exactly.”

“You’re all insane.”

“It’ll throw off her weapon effectiveness. Trust me.”

I checked my scanner. Hook was still pinned against the wall, isolated by fire and bubbling lava at his feet. Skyline was back up, locked in a gunfight with Kings Jester. The flying cowboy was spinning, shooting with both pistols while the Jester darted along the perimeter, tiny legs pumping like pistons.

I braced myself. “Right. Get closer.”

Then—tink—three canisters landed near my feet. One skidded up to Gnolaum’s toes. The other two thunked into a pillar near my head.

“…what the—?” My monitor lit up…blue blinking lights.

They immediately changed to red.

“That can’t be good!” I gulped.

Jerking the controls hard to the right, Gnolaum dove away just as the canisters exploded.

“UNGH!”

My shoulder jammed into the pilot seat as my S.L.A.G. crashed onto its side. Pain shot through my ribs and my head cracked against a bar. Blinking through the blur, I watched shrapnel and metal whip past the canopy.

Chunks of cement and steel pummeled Dream Date right in the chest, knocking her sideways.

Alhannah growled through the coms, “Looks like Kings Jester’s starting his fun. Watch yourself.”

"Get up!" Doubt shouted, "Come on, Wendell, get up!"

I groaned, grinding my teeth as I forced the Gnolaum back onto its feet. My hands shook from the jolt.

"You're exposed, Wendell! Move!"

I glanced around—Skyline was still exchanging fire with Kings Jester, who was now sprinting into his second lap around the arena. Those tiny legs pumped like a jackrabbit on espresso, while Skyline unloaded rounds to keep him at bay.

Me?

Stuck with the date from hell.

I growled and tightened my grip on the controls. “All right,” I muttered, “let’s see what you’ve got.”


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