Into The Hall of the Mountain King

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Into The Hall of the Mountain KingEirik and his Goliath posse are first down the ramp. Jagr holds our team back and turns to Braden. “Stay with the ship, Braden. Keep the engines on standby. We might need to leave in a hurry if things go pear-shaped.” “When things go pear-shaped,” Braden corrects her. “If things go pear-shaped.” Jagr sounds convinced pear-shaped is not a given. I'm not so sure. “We'll be fine. The ship is just a precaution.” I wince. Don't jinx it, Jagr. Heavy thumps echo between the buildings outside. The whirr of powerful servos accompany the thumps, and two of the heavy battleframes lumber onto the landing pad and come to rest facing the Sundowner. Jagr swears under her breath. “Can you keep the close defence weaponry on standby without it being too obvious?” “N

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