You run up the scaffold handcuffed, barely maintaining your balance. As you gain altitude, you see that the Hench Wenches have left their guns off to the side as they head wrestle.
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| I too strong. Victory will be mine! | |
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You get within 10 feet of the guns, when Hench Wench Two performs a devastating maneuver on Hench Wench One, slamming her head into the table, and putting you directly in her line of site.
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| Mr. I Whoop Your Ass Good? | |
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Already pissed about losing, Hench Wench One grabs her gun and fires without a word.
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