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HP = 58, PP = 29, EP = 49, Status = Fine
The assassin cursed under her breath as she reloaded her weapon, even as the banging continued in the floor beneath her. Lexwyn had hidden here in Artmirst for 2 years now, though she'd long ago stopped counting the days. Even without the portal spewing demons, the flow of scavengers had given the remaining monsters plenty of breeding stock to keep their numbers dangerous. The last two years had been one desperate battle for survival after another. The town, having once been a thriving center of production, had given her plenty of ammunition and parts to scavenge to keep her weapon working.
Unfortunately, her scavenging for supplies had been what had gotten her into this mess. Lexwyn was currently locked in the foremans office of one of the abandoned weapons factories. what she hadn't known when she'd entered was that the factory floor had been home to an ogre, and the creature was even now pounding fruitlessly at one of the support struts for the raised platform housing hr hiding place. So far, it was holding, but for how long.....
What was worse, when she'd tried poking her head up to try and shoot at it, it had hurled a crate that probably weighed more than she did at her. She'd dodged it, narrowly, but knew she'd have to be more cautious if she didn't want to end up squashed. The massive demon was one of the most dangerous she'd encountered, and with no other exits from the office besides the door she'd entered from, she would have to find some way to cripple, kill, or distract the ogre if she wanted out of here.