The break-in. Zelda and her partner were the intruders.
MJ remembers the intruder she stabbed in the arm. It was hardly a fatal wound. Zelda exaggerates again as she did about MJ knocking her over.
The blade penetrates halfway through MJ’s armor.
The Andraste was supposed to make her invincible. Instead, MJ stands, encased in an armored tomb.
With the heat buildup in her Andraste, it feels like she’s being cooked alive. MJ can’t move her arms to wipe away the sweat in her eyes.
Between the unbearable heat and pain throbbing through her body, MJ can’t concentrate.
Her mind wanders, as she faces doom, a sixteenth of an inch at a time. She feels like Excalibur, stuck in a rock, waiting for King Arthur to free her.
The katana has less than a half inch of armor left to penetrate. Zelda d
