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“No speeches,” Nakamura said. “Just the end.”

Nakamura didn’t hesitate. She sprinted, Leash lashing out to wrap around Kael’s throat. She planted her boot on his chest and kicked , using the Leash’s momentum to hurl him backward. Kael flew through the air, arms flailing, directly into the focused lens of the God Hammer. bulletstorm

Meridian clapped her on the shoulder. “You just kicked a man into a planet-killer. That’s a new one. Gotta be worth a thousand points.” “No speeches,” Nakamura said

For one second, time slowed. Lola’s voice became a whisper: “Final Skillshot available: ‘God’s Mistake.’ Launch the general into his own firing chamber.” She planted her boot on his chest and

Nakamura saw it. Kael’s only vulnerability was the power conduit behind his left ear, but it was protected by a rotating shield of scrap metal. She couldn’t shoot through it. She couldn’t punch it.

The first wave came. Screamer mutants—pale, twitching things with too many teeth. They charged.