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. The crowd, drawn by the sight of the police, rather than dispersing, grew larger. At that moment, a burst from the PVC's lascannon split the air like a thunderclap. The crowd gasped, screamed, and surged toward the wall.
Raoul blanched in terror, threw his arms around the policeman, nearly strangling the man.
"Officer, pleaseY Our lives are in your hands. If anything happens to us, you will be held personally responsible! This could well cause a breach between our two governments!"
"What the hell is going on?" A policewoman in another chariot sailed over.
"He's the Adonian ambassador, Sergeant. Wants to be taken to the Royal Guard. His credentials check out." The policeman endeavored unsuccessfully to pry Raoul loose.
"Then let them protect him, by all means. We don't need any more trouble. The Goddess knows we have enough to deal with. We've been ordered to evacuate and seal off the area surrounding the hotel." "Yes, ma'am."
The policeman opened a gate. Raoul hopped inside, dragging the Little One with him. The chariot took off, soaring over the heads of the crowd, heading up to the very steps of the temple itself.
Raoul could see the Royal Limojet clearly now. Looking back, he could also see the PVC Devastator, blasting its way toward the hotel.
Raoul held his golden purse over his head, endeavoring to keep his hair from getting mussed in the wind
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