As David expertly steers through oncoming, swerving traffic, Fred holds onto the luggage rack bar up top with a 20 strength check, crouched on the roof. People point and stare, even as they continue to try to get away. As they get closer, the vehicle slows, having cornered a woman and a young boy against a pair of parked and abandoned cars. She shields her son, crying in terror as it rolls to a menacing stop in front of them and revs its engines.
Fred levels his Excalibur with one hand, takes cautious aim, and then fires. His shot strikes the cable suspending the traffic signal above, and it snaps, dropping the light rapidly onto the hood of the car where it slams and sends up sparks. As they get nearer, he fires another shot directly into the chassis of the vehicle (6 dmg), and then another at the windshield (5), which shatters, revealing no driver behind the wheel.
The car's hood pops up abruptly, mangled as it is, and the traffic light half buried in it goes flying through the air, and lands on the street a little ways down.
Fred shouts down: ] We've got to get in between them!
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As David expertly steers through oncoming, swerving traffic, Fred holds onto the luggage rack bar up top with a 20 strength check, crouched on the roof. People point and stare, even as they continue to try to get away. As they get closer, the vehicle slows, having cornered a woman and a young boy against a pair of parked and abandoned cars. She shields her son, crying in terror as it rolls to a menacing stop in front of them and revs its engines.
Fred levels his Excalibur with one hand, takes cautious aim, and then fires. His shot strikes the cable suspending the traffic signal above, and it snaps, dropping the light rapidly onto the hood of the car where it slams and sends up sparks. As they get nearer, he fires another shot directly into the chassis of the vehicle (6 dmg), and then another at the windshield (5), which shatters, revealing no driver behind the wheel.
The car's hood pops up abruptly, mangled as it is, and the traffic light half buried in it goes flying through the air, and lands on the street a little ways down.
Fred shouts down: ] We've got to get in between them!