"I fucking hate these little fuckers." I threw my mug and beaned one towards the far side of the room. Then I raised the gun and starte blasting."What the hell are they?" Hermit swung his hammer, bashing on off the side of the platform.
"Mutant Spartan clones."
"I should have guessed..."
"Whoa, nice shooting Tex."I glanced at Indy, and saw that he was laughing at me. I was sorely tempted, in that moment, to blast that grin right off his face. "You! You sent these little bastards over here."
His grin turned wicked. "Yup. All of them."
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