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Eat This!

An automatic fired, the bullets chewing away at the concret slab. It seemed that the concrete might outlast them. 

"Don't let them get to Tatter," Max said.

Mags looked at her wound; she didn't need a doctor to tell her that it was pretty bad. 

"Well," she said as she finished wrapping a makeshift bandage around her torso, "We're between the proverbial rock and a hard place."

"It seems to be that way a lot, hasn't it?" Max joked. He shot Mags a wink. "I guess it's always better than the alternative of not doing a thing about it."