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- Lara hurled a rock at a pair of scarlet macaws perched on the handrail halfway down.
- “What did you do that for?” Borg asked.
- “I didn’t want to hurt them. VADS: right nitro, left pyro.”
- “What’s that you said?”
- Lara loaded her guns and took aim at the platforms hugging the vertical part of the cliff. She aimed, first right, then left, then two more rights, then another left…
- “Good God!” Borg exclaimed as the bullets reduced the stairway to burning kindling. She reloaded, selected a new section of the stairway.
- “The Peruvians aren’t going to like this.”
- “If we live, I’ll write them a check. Back up.”
- A third load destroyed the top landing. The wood gave off a wispy white smoke as it crackled and burned.
- “Now they’ll have to take the long way around. With any luck, we’ll be long gone by then.” Borg stepped back as the staircase shrieked and collapsed with a crash.
- The Lost Cult, Chapter 12
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