So in the middle of the 13th Hour, there is a classy, silver Aston Martin cruising through the streets. At high speed. The radio is blaring punk rock music while a pink-haired, goggled woman with giant metal gauntlets rides on the hood. It seems she's abusing the autopilot function to chase after some poor monster.
Eventually she leaps off the thing after the autopilot goes in a different direction than the creature, and with a blast of propellant from her glove, she plants a fist into the back of the creature. Hard.
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Eventually she leaps off the thing after the autopilot goes in a different direction than the creature, and with a blast of propellant from her glove, she plants a fist into the back of the creature. Hard.
"EAT THIS!"