"The pursuit seems to have stalled," Par spoke to Akira. "That means that we can meet up with our friends now." And with that, the 19-year old boy wheeled around north, to where Gabe and John, as well as the soon-to-be-former slaves, were.

Once they were in sight, Par would be first overjoyed...then dismayed at the fact that two of the slaves had explosive collars. While he [i]was[/i] capable of disarming those infernal devices, time was of the essence, and the slavers were already regrouping. Thinking quickly, he said to Akira:

"Can you go to where John - the older man with the wounded shoulder - is and help him guide the slaves to safety? I and Gabe - the blond - will go and destroy the radio tower that might transmit the detonation signal." If Akira got off the mutated bear, Par would then go to Gabriel and first say, evidently smiling in happiness:

"Gabe, I'm glad you're all right. Anyway, fancy getting on George - that's what I named the bear - and heading for the remote detonator? We're going to need to make it quick." Should Gabe get on, which was also dependent on whether Akira got off, Par would continue:

"I'm angry you got hurt," as the duo - if Gabe did join - went off to the radio tower, a crude structure made up of wooden scaffolding and scrap metal. Then gunshots would ring all around, some of them hitting George! Apparently, the slavers had the bright idea of defending the radio tower.

"You filthy spying lying backstabber," a guard heavily armed in leather armor, carrying an assault rifle, and flanked by two hounds, spoke. In the alleyways and behind dumpsters, two other pairs of slavers appeared to beset the duo and their steed in a crossfire. "Never expected you to be one of those Ignoramuses who dislike affordable labor."

Par had his submachine gun out now, ready to fight his way out of things if he must. He then settled for a bluff:

"My gun is filled with armor-piercing bullets, and it's directed right at ya. Are you willing to die just to get me and my friend?"

The slaver grinned.

"The Guildmaster and Mr. Big want whoever did this to suffer. And suffer you will." He and his people then prepared to fire...

It was up to Gabe now to save the day.

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