Finding himself weaponless, but with some space and brief covering fire, he reaches one of the outer buildings. Crouching and digging his fingers into the cement, he begins to rip the whole structure off its foundations, a feat few besides his father would even attempt. Straining, pouring sweat and blood, with a final effort the building comes up with an ominous screaming of metal and stone. He hefts it aloft, bracing the corner on his chest, then throws it as best he can into the hordes.
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