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Eli ducked, narrowly avoiding the volley of gunfire raining down on him from the high ground. The old-world weapon roared with an overwhelming power that pierced the air around them. The ground around him danced, shooting upwards from the force of the projectiles penetrating it. Barely visible vapour trails scattered through the air linking Eli to the sacred weapon held by his target. Thoughts began to take him; thoughts of the penalty for killing a Priest-of-the-Old-World; thoughts of the consequences for abusing Old-World relics. But there was one thought that stuck in his mind, a thought about Jennifer. With a loud ‘ooo’ sound