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Your rough landing sees you splashing into a shallow puddle with a sharp, metallic groan! Showered by a wave of hot, acrid-scented water, you shake it off as you continue down the path ahead of you full-speed ahead!
“EY!” Shouts a bewildered Molegg worker as you fly past, “YOU SHOULDN’T BE DOIN’ DAT HERE!”
“SORRY!” Volka cries back with an apologetic smile, “WE DON’T HAVE A CHOICE!”
“ALRIGHT…”
He doesn’t even bother warning your pursuers, but based on how fast the Cartel cruisers are going, he probably wouldn’t have appealed to them either! The worker isn’t wrong, though–you get about a few seconds of regular road before it gives way to the telltale rattling of metal catwalk… You couldn’t say what it’s built over, but one thing’s for certain: the minute you drive over it the whole vehicle becomes a steambath!
Your Sniper hostage grumbles a bit at the sudden increase in humidity, but Volka’s a bit more preoccupied with the Snipers you <span class="mu-i">HAVEN’T</span> captured yet!
“HELLS!”
A salvo of darts ricochet off of her ceiling shield as one of the cruisers takes the opportunity to approach your vehicle’s flank! Greeting them with a bestial roar, your half-sister swings her shield at their cruiser, prompting the party to add some distance between you!
No time to breathe, though–while one cruiser backs away, another <span class="mu-i">SLAMS</span> into your flank, sending the vehicle into a swerve! Frantically tugging at the wheel, you struggle to maintain your composure as both Volka and the injured Obber cry out in shock!
Not hard to find out why–Snipers on both sides light up your vehicle, both of them just out of bumping range! Just as you’re about to throw caution to the wind and press down one of the pedals <span class="mu-i">not</span> welded to the floor, however, a violent hiss rocks the catwalk as a massive plume of steam erupts from beneath you!
A metal guiderail squeals and shrieks as you swerve out of the thick of the cloud, but some of the Spicys aren’t as lucky! A sharp wail rings out from one of the Snipers–one of the few that didn’t duck back into the cruiser, you wager–and as their Slinger clatters to the catwalk they tumble out of the vehicle and land safely on the gantry above the ste-
‘<span class="mu-s">SCCCRRRRLUUUTTCCH!!!</span>’
… Only to be mulched by the third Cruiser. Reap what you sow…
There’s plenty more Slingermen where that came from, though, and as you continue to race across the catwalk with no turn in sight, it becomes increasingly clear that you need to get rid of these pursuers… <span class="mu-i">FAST</span>.
What’s the plan?
>Drop Volka’s shield–the catwalk’s narrow enough to become a roadblock!
>Have Volka chop the chains holding the catwalk segments up!
>Scrape the guardrail to reduce speed, then bump these cruisers off the edge!
>Grab your people and bail out of the cruiser!
>Volka! Boarding action!
>Write-In!
