Crix was in a dead sprint as the chaos around him revolved. His arms pumped, both hands white knuckling his blasters. His mind was racing. Don’t be Reyna, don’t be Reyna, Don’t be Reyna! He thought on repeat as he cautiously moved from cover to cover.
He peeked around the display of gaudy Mandalorian armor and saw the ashen goon backhand The Princess. Reyna staggered backward, and as he body got clear of the thugs, Crix opened fire. Four shoots in rapid succession slammed into their target in a tight bunch.
Crix kept his weapons leveled on his downed adversary, but the gunslinger knew a dead body when he saw one. He holstered his weapons then turned to Reyna, “C’mon, we need to get out of where, where’s Dar-in?”
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He peeked around the display of gaudy Mandalorian armor and saw the ashen goon backhand The Princess. Reyna staggered backward, and as he body got clear of the thugs, Crix opened fire. Four shoots in rapid succession slammed into their target in a tight bunch.
Crix kept his weapons leveled on his downed adversary, but the gunslinger knew a dead body when he saw one. He holstered his weapons then turned to Reyna, “C’mon, we need to get out of where, where’s Dar-in?”
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