[b]"So, who are you?"[/b] Was all Bobby was able to make from the enveloping skirmish, hearing the few extra rounds of gunfire that encased the sewers shortly beforehand. [i]Sure would be great to know before the rest of the Undead knew,[/i] was all Bobby couldn't help but think to himself. All the while, Bobby had a sharp, hefty pebble aimed squarely at the back of Truffle's head with his slingshot.

He fired. Even if he made contact, he still had an unknown loudmouth to resolve issues with...