A ten foot tall, extremely hairy mammoth of a man, armed with a huge, shoulder
mounted cannon, stomped towards Ross Mental, Sarah Savage and Angharad,
occasionally crushing one of the six hundred and thirty one bloodied heathen
corpses that were strewn around the street.
"DiE!" It boomed as it fired its frightful weapon.
A bolt of energetic death soared towards the bounty hunters. Angharad instantly
reacted by activating her visor's shield, encompassing the trio in a subtly
shimmering dome of blue. The Bolt hit with a sound similar to the war cry
of a Gnomian pig hunter caught in a bizarre skiing accident. It was absorbed
by the force field.
"It's the fuckin' head heathen!" Ross Mental shouted, opening
fire on the tall guy. The giant heathen's own shield deflected the shots.
"We need to find some shelter fast." Angharad said. "My shield
can't protect us for long."
Another blast hit the visor’s shield. The trio ran across the road
and into a conveniently placed Ken Kasino Club. The massive woolly chap
followed close behind, smashing through the front entrance like the mad
man that he was. Ross Mental and Angharad turned and fired at the beast.
Beams and balls of bright energy pulsed into giant heathen at a phenomenal
rate. They were deflected by his shield and destroyed several valuable pieces
of artwork that hung on the walls.
"This guy is difficult." Sarah Savage said, stating the obvious.
"Try to destroy his weapon - then I can get close enough to slice into
The three heroes ducked as the head heathen fired. The shot hit the back
of the deserted casino, blowing out a gaping hole three metres wide and
revealing a stair case.
"Let's go!" Sarah Savage said, running through the opening.
The others followed, firing constantly at the maniac's weapon. No effect.
The immense primitive fired again, blasting another gaping hole in the wall
"Let's get up the fuckin' stairs." Ross Mental yelled above the
sound of falling masonry.
The three highly skilled champions sprinted up to the seventy fifth level.
"He's following." Angharad said, looking down the stair well.
"We can't shoot him," Sarah Savage said, "his shield is too
"And you can't hack him up," Ross Mental said, "because you
can't get near the fucker."
"What do we do?"
"We crush him!" quietly said.
"How the fuck do we do that?" Ross Mental asked.
Angharad explained. "We set some charges around the stairs here. Then,
when the big brute reaches this level, we detonate them. This causes the
sixty flights of stairs above us to crash down onto him, overload his shield,
and send him smashing down to the ground level closely followed by several
thousand tons of steel and concrete."
"Fuckin' cool!" Ross Mental exclaimed. "I have to see that!
Let's do it!"
The trio set to work carefully placing the charges.
"All done!" They announced in unison.
The big heathen, only two floors below, fired his mighty weapon. The blast
almost vaporised Ross Mental.
"Fuck faced fuckin' fucker!" He shouted.
"Take cover!" Sarah Savage shouted.
The three cool characters ran out of the stair well and into a small office
Angharad was ready with the detonator. "Here goes" She said, calmly
pressing the button.
A blinding white burst of heat and flame erupted at the stair well, shaking
the entire building. A screech of severe pain was heard as the smelly heathen
leader and the entire staircase plunged down to the bottom level. The building
continued to shake violently.
"This isn't right." Sarah Savage said.
"It fuckin' isn't!" Ross Mental agreed.
"I think we used too much explosive." Angaharad said.
The floor started to buckle and crack. Slabs of concrete started to fall
past the windows and into the street below.
"This whole building is about to collapse." Sarah Savage said.
They all headed for the windows.
"How the fuck do we get out?" Ross Mental yelled with a touch
The building began to pitch, slamming into the adjacent skyscraper and sending
the heroes smashing through a large window. With great skill and dexterity,
they all managed to hang on to the ledge outside.
"Fuck!" Ross Mental exclaimed usefully.
Angharad look down to the almost deserted street, four hundred and six metres
below. "Look!" She said excitedly.
She had spotted an automated street cleaning machine trundling slowly along.
It was currently picking up the bodies of the dead heathens and throwing
them into its large trailer.
"When it gets below us," Angharad said, "we could drop into
it and those hairy heathen corpses it’s carrying will cushion our
fall. We’ll suffer no injuries!"
"Excellent idea." Sarah Savage said.
The trio waited patiently for the right moment. The building continued to
"Now!" Angharad shouted.
She let go and plummeted down, closely followed by the others. Several seconds
later they splatted into the trailer full of lifeless blood saturated beasts.
"Fuckin' A one!" Ross Mental cried, leaping out of the vehicle.
Sarah Savage and Angharad followed the foul-mouthed bounty hunter out.
"That way." Sarah Savage said, pointing. "The building is
about to fall."
They all ran like the wind down another street, a thunderous crunching sound
behind them signifying the collision of the building with the ground. A
huge cloud of dust expanded rapidly, coating the surrounding constructions
in dark grey powder.