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PLPellegrini wrote: Meanwhile, Fur'shai was running through a corridor. He paused to catch his breath and look behind him. In a moment he was alone, in the next the masked men were rushing his way. He turned to run, but two more came from the other side. He was trapped. "No way, but to fight..." said, unsheathing his weapon. Moving forward, he prepared his move. A bullet missed him by inches and Fur'shai slashed at his arm. The gun flew from the man's hand, now lifeless in the ground. Using the armless man's body as a shield he tackled against the second and slashed at his throat. Moving quickly, he moved a step forward and held the living shield in front of him again. Three more enemies remained, shooting wildly against him. "Good thing I stole this." he thought to himself while throwing a grenade towards the masked men. As the explosion boom'd, Fur'shai started running again, but a shot found his shoulder and he slipped. (K'... resuming...)

The men approached, guns pointed at him. "There's no escape now, assassin. We know what you have been up to. Now come along quietly or die for those arrogant beings you call masters." A shiver went down Fur'shai's spine. Both options sounded like death to him, but no real choice that was. "I'll come along" he said, head down in shame. "One little jest and it's your head." threatened one masked. They were heading towards the nearest escape ship.