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The Arkenpliers is sticking into the dirt point-down, with Wanda lying on the ground behind it.|||
Parson Gotti: She doesn't even have that long.
Get her some help out there!
A close view of the Arkenpliers shows Ansom's hand grasping the handle from above. Wanda's hand is seen in the foreground, reaching futilely toward it.|||
Wanda lifts her head a bit and partially opens her eyes. Ansom's feet are visible at the top of the frame as he continues talking down to her.|||
Still lying prone on the ground, Wanda looks up at her opponent. Her right eye opens very wide while her left remains half-closed.|||
Wanda's hand reaches up toward Ansom, who is still hovering out of reach on his carpet and pointing the Arkenpliers at her. In the background, cracks can be seen in the city walls.|||
A close view of Ansom's face shows an uneasy expression, not at all in keeping with the angry and triumphant tone of his recent remarks.|||
Prince Ansom continues to hover near Wanda, but now leans away from her and holds the Arkenpliers on the far side of his body as if to insure that she does not touch it. Wanda remains flat on the ground, one arm reaching out toward Ansom and the Arkenpliers. In the background are two Archons flying in front of the cracking city walls.|||
Sound: rummble rummble |||
A golem bursts up through the surface from underground, close to Wanda's foot.|||
Ansom flies up and away from the enemy forces and the Archons, his face still troubled and uncertain.|||
Prince Ansom: Enough.
The walls must fall!
is costing us men.