As Jinx lay down, bleeding his life out and waiting for a medic (coughDannycough), Albert was managing to keep up the defenders' morale with his singing, his voice wafting through the din of battle - an old microphone given by a helpful officer helped - and helping the brave men and women of Liberty Island hold the line, stalemating wave after wave of raiders. 

However, no matter how much Albert's voice strained, it was clear that numbers, along with the Raiders' own use of cover and grenades, were beginning to tell; without a miracle, the enemy would soon break through.

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