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Claw of Destruction!

[Allen is joining the bandwagon of trying to blow a hole through the barrier to escape, there are giant cross shaped explosions galore. Some of the more spiritually sensitive of you might be able to feel the raw holy power that is his arm, of course all the glowing crosses could be a helpful clue too.]

Damn it Tim, this isn't working! If I could connect to the Ark... [The screams outside are driving him crazy, he has to get out and help damn it! Time for moar explosions!

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[Lamb just so happens to be walking by, smoking a cigarette, appearing calm, indifferent even, to an unwholesome degree.]

You will not get to her in time, you know.

[She takes a drag of her cigarette, stares at him with blank eyes.]

Whoever she is, she is going to die.

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-Dr Lamb! You don't know that, I have to at least try. [Time to break out the big guns, Allen totes just tore off his left arm and turned it into a giant sword.]

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[Oh, regular!Lamb would love that particular feature of Allen. As for self-medicating!Lamb however, she's practically one step away from not even noticing.]

They die. They always die.

[She takes another drag, stares intently at nothing whatsoever.]

Why do they never die quietly?

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Dr Lamb, listen to me. I'm not giving up. She's been screaming for a long time, whatever it is, it's not going to kill her any time soon. I can't just leave her, I won't. Death Ball! [Big super strong attack across the entire wall for massive damage! ...Still nothing] Damn it.

She's not going to die. I won't let that happen. Even if you think it's futile, I won't stop trying. You... You don't look well. Maybe you should... Lie down or something.

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Screaming for such a long time...

[Lamb looks sad and shakes her head. Everything else Allen says doesn't even register. She finishes her cigarette, drops it where she stands and walks away.]