Twenty-One spotted her kneeling over Gamma's body, her silky nightdress red with his blood. He was ready to waste her, when she attacked, but Twenty-One was out of there, slamming the door behind him. The door splintered apart, a great man-thick psuedopod unrolling across the flagstones, flailing blindly. It was pale white, pink suckers ranged across the underside. He almost swallowed his tongue! "You wanna escalate?" he yelled through the broken door. "I can fraggin' escalate too!" He unclasped the whole of his grenade belt, and lobbed the whole lot inside. Everything shook, avalanching little streams of sand over them. [hr] OOC: It really loses quality with 326 words pared away.