Taking A Breather II

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[Anyone die?] 

Emir sat in a lotus position on top of his APC, his eyes trained on a Twin-Headed Cannonjaw Crocodile in the distance. 

In front of the construct was a cruiser belonging to Evan, moving as fast as it could away from the chasing Cub.

On top of that cruiser were the remains of what appeared to be mechs, strapped to it with chains. 

[No, but if we don't move quick enough, Arthur just might.]

Even though such a scenario would be a hard blow to his cranium, Emir didn't react, choosing to clown on him instead:

[Then move quick enough.]

Jake's sigh echoed in his mind and he chuckled, proud of himself.

[Anyways HQ got us a few coupons as a reward for killing a Cannonjaw but they want us to sign an NDA.]

Emir closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them.

[Does it stack with Black Cards?]

[...]

After a few seconds of silence, presumably to ask the agent, Jake answered: