The second the blade plunges into her brother's throat, Gloss screams and plows into the underbrush. She will not lose her brother to some upstart piece of garbage meant to die in the arena anyway-
She has the presence of mind to switch her blaster to darts before she comes upon the scene, firing one point-blank at the target and screaming all the while. "How dare you! How dare you!" She doesn't bother picking up sword or blaster, instead grabbing her brother's limp body and screaming for a teleport. He's not dead yet; with Arcade pulling them from the arena, there's still hope.
As she and her brother fade, she snarls down at her target. "I'll come back for you later. Enjoy contemplating your death." The twins disappear, leaving behind weaponry, a bloody patch of ground, and an inert target.
He'll pay for what he did to her brother. Gloss will make damned sure of that.
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She has the presence of mind to switch her blaster to darts before she comes upon the scene, firing one point-blank at the target and screaming all the while. "How dare you! How dare you!" She doesn't bother picking up sword or blaster, instead grabbing her brother's limp body and screaming for a teleport. He's not dead yet; with Arcade pulling them from the arena, there's still hope.
As she and her brother fade, she snarls down at her target. "I'll come back for you later. Enjoy contemplating your death." The twins disappear, leaving behind weaponry, a bloody patch of ground, and an inert target.
He'll pay for what he did to her brother. Gloss will make damned sure of that.