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There wasn't really anything else for you to say. After all, you didn't have any evidence you could actually <span class="mu-i">show</span> him.
“Trust me.”
Silence reigns on the vox. For a second, there's only the roaring of the tires, the screaming of engines and the stampede, forming a background thunderstorm as it joins with the distant sound of warhorns. Then, Cad starts to bank right, taking a gap in the scrap piles in order to swing himself through the stampede. Errat follows him, and the lights still shining on both of your backs let's you know that Liv is following as well.
The baleful eye of the titan in the distance disappears from your vision as you turn, and you sigh slightly. It wouldn't be over until you were far from this place, but for now, it would do.
The spray of ricochets and sparks against your door reminds you that it's far from over.
<span class="mu-i">"Frakkers are going to get desperate."</span> Cad snarls. <span class="mu-i">"Get ready for them to try anyth-"</span>
He cuts himself off as you hear a scream through the air outside rather than through the vox.
“No... NO!"
Your head whirls around, fully expecting to see Liv being thrown to the side as that weakened axle finally gave way, but what you saw instead wasn't a trail of sparks as the transmission ripped itself in two, but Liv sliding back and forth, her rear end abruptly wavering as the mutant that had just gotten itself caught beneath her wheels jammed up beneath the truck. It's head turned to mush as the wheels ground into it, but it's accursed flesh held, and that slowdown had allowed multiple other mutants to fling themselves onto the sides of the vehicle. They weighed the frame down, crawling close to the cabin as the occupants shot back desperately from within, losing speed and allowing the horde to descend upon them.
Already, the stablights were vanishing back into the darkness, standing out as two dim points while an increasing number of bodies began to swarm it. Liv's screams of panic made the hair on the nape of your neck stand on end, and you shivered at the emotion contained within it. The two of them were likely done for- the mutant had wedged itself thoroughly beneath their wheels, and there was no hope for them to get out to dislodge it now...
A traitorous part of you whispers that allowing them to be consumed would virtually guarantee that the rest of you would get away, though.
>Say nothing and leave them to their fate.
>[Manipulation/Strain] Make a precision shot and burn the mutant enough for them to break free.
>Try to get Errat to turn around and pick them up.
>Try to get Errat to turn around and help dislodge them.
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