A, Am Agabello, Magic Missile.

The two ruffians by ther car, look at each other. The boss is lying on the ground with a spear sized bolt in his stomach and say, whatd'll we do? It's like, i i don't know. Go check it out. A, and so the two ruffian split off to the east and west an and start running in either direction,. looking for asthese reinforcements to come. There's an army supporting us. I think we're going to win this thing. He asked ako defently. Ha, ha hahaha, haa, dear, sweet tako. Next in the order is tako himself, the man in the