Chapter Twelve

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Nux screamed at the top of his lungs too, a habit he had grown up learning. The war parties were closing in. The first couple of cars had reached them. The war rig lurched forwards, leaving Savage to pull in between the two cars. She let her side burners rip, setting the exposed fuel tanks on the sides of both cars on fire. She sped up just before they blew up. Two down, a lot more to go.

Gun shots started to ring out from the war rig and motorbikes, lancers and pole cats fell to their deaths, even some drivers taking the brunt of buckshot from the blood bag's shotgun. But it wasn't long before war boys started to land on top of the war rig.

Nux started picking off cars with thundersticks that came too close to them or the war rig. Savage pulled her car up beside the war rig, but almost instantly a car came up on the other side of her. The car was pitch black and had a war boy hanging off of the hood. The war boy's eyes darkened as he looked up at Nux. Savage recognised him as Nux's lancer.

"Slit!" Nux called.

"You traitor!" Slit shouted. "You filth!" Nux tore his eyes away from Slit. He must have been close with him before all this. Nux was hesitating to throw the thunderstick at his old friend, so Savage veered towards the car, the large grinding spikes on her wheels digging into the exposed rubber of the tyres, causing them to blow out and the car to spin uncontrollably into another car, smashing both to pieces.

"I'm so sorry Nux," Savage called over the roar of many engines. He didn't reply, just continued to throw thundersticks at approaching cars. Savage watched as several cars shot harpoons into the back of the war rig, dramatically slowing it down.

"Nux! The harpoon vehicles!" In a matter of seconds all three vehicles were reduced to rubble and the war rig was speeding off again. Savage watched in horror as one after the other the Many Mothers on the motorbikes were killed, the younger one sliding underneath a vehicle.

She was dead.

They were losing this battle, and they weren't even close to the canyon.

One of the pole cats tried to stupidly jump onto Savage's car, only to end up impaled by a border spike. Nux pulled the body from the roof, letting it fall to the desert floor.

Now she watched as the People Eater pulled alongside the war rig. He saw Savage, his eyes widening in anger, and was about to turn back for her... When all of a sudden the blood bag jumped onto his limosine. He kicked the two lancers off and grabbed a hold of the People Eater, using him as a shield when a war boy started shooting at him. He then jammed the gas pedal down and jumped onto the back of the Doof Wagon. Savage saw where he was going with this.

He was going for Immortan Joe.

It wasn't long before the Doof Warrior was given a sandy grave, and the blood bag was on his way to the Giga Horse. But just as he landed on it...

Rictus Erectus stepped out of the Giga Horse.

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In the next chapter or two the war shall be over :D

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