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Pure Adrenaline

I tripped off of the edge of the cliff.
I tumbled downwards, my clothes whipping around me, my hair stinging my eyes.
I began to turn and face the ground when a fiery explosion sent cars shooting off of the clifftop.
Trucks following me down the side of the cliff, I flipped over, now able to see the ground rushing towards me.
I pulled a hand grenade out of my pocket, I had an idea.
I pulled to pin, the grenade had five seconds before it went off.
Wait…
I threw it and it exploded on the cliffside, the blast sent me rocketing into another direction.
Thats when the ninjas came.
I shot one in the head, sending him flipping downwards towards the ground.
I springboarded off of one, sending myself towards another, who went limp after my signature haymaker.
I pulled the parachute pack off of his limp body, and turned just in time to use it as a shield against the final ninja’s sword.
I grabbed his head, slammed it against my knee,
put his body under my feet as protection.
It was gonna be a hard landing.

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