Nagga Nagga

You throw yourself forward as quickly as you can, arms wrapping around their stomach and trying to drive them towards the ground.

The feeling is akin to trying to drive your shoulder into a concrete seated steel pillar. The jarring shock cracks your back and you just about fall over without moving them at all.

The protestor grabs you in return, before lifting you off your feet, before slamming you downwards. Your ankle tears, and you quickly find yourself buried by an incredible weight.

Everything goes black.



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