[A gunshot rings out within the caves. It wasn't aimed at the monster worm. To A2's practiced ears, she may even perceive it to be a nine-millimeter handgun. But it was loud, especially in an echoing environment like this.
And it was very distracting.
Soon, A2 feels something straining to get her loose from the goop. It appeared to be a hairy human, touched with age, biceps bulging to get her loose. His voice, coming through quiet grunts, is scarred with years of abuse of whiskey and cigarette smoke.]
[Reaction Speed: Ten seconds before total oblivion. Move fast.]
[Savoir Faire: Hold your breath. Consider it anaerobic exercise. And not that you're being hounded by a giant worm.]
[Electrochemistry: SAVE THE PRETTY LADY.]
"This is a dumb idea, and we're going to run very fast after this."
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And it was very distracting.
Soon, A2 feels something straining to get her loose from the goop. It appeared to be a hairy human, touched with age, biceps bulging to get her loose. His voice, coming through quiet grunts, is scarred with years of abuse of whiskey and cigarette smoke.]
[Reaction Speed: Ten seconds before total oblivion. Move fast.]
[Savoir Faire: Hold your breath. Consider it anaerobic exercise. And not that you're being hounded by a giant worm.]
[Electrochemistry: SAVE THE PRETTY LADY.]
"This is a dumb idea, and we're going to run very fast after this."