Glamour Girl saves me from dying in the fall, but she isn't gentle about it. The wind is knocked out of me as I slam into the ground and the impact knocks my gun from my grasp. That gun is probably the only thing keeping the crowd and the rent-a-cops from rushing the stage and it's my only chance of fighting back against a very pissed off superheroine. I roll and reach for my rifle, but then I hear a loud vibration approaching as Glamour Girl charges up her Gauntlets for some new attack. I brace myself... expecting to be tossed through the air by a gravity burst or thrown across the room... but I am not her target.

Glamour Girl forms a gravity shell around her forearm that amplifies her strength. She smashes her fist into my gun, shattering it into dozens of broken pieces.

This show is definitely over... time to retreat!



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