[ It’s fortunate that the coaster car is spacious enough to provide them with the needed leg room. The terrain is uneven, from floor to seat to the waist-high walls to box them in. When Sun stands, so does Pyrrha. The metal bar holding her in place snaps open, her fingers barely grazing it, and her movements are half a dance as she remains valiantly upright. Duck, Sun shouts. Pyrrha would rather hurl her shield at the incoming Santa. The collision is rendered noisily; Akoúo̱ cuts through the robot’s midsection. Metal screeches against metal as its inner workings are severed. ]
This way. Hurry!
[ If might be easier to fend off these killer robots as one. Having gotten used to working as a team, and in a partnership, Pyrrha feels the loss of both - but Sun will do in a pinch! ]
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This way. Hurry!
[ If might be easier to fend off these killer robots as one. Having gotten used to working as a team, and in a partnership, Pyrrha feels the loss of both - but Sun will do in a pinch! ]