Narration(Xander): I don’t know how we got here. Crashing in the river, savaging a watching crowd.
Narration(Xander): I used to play in the surf by the seashore. Mom’s sharp eye watching from la Ventana de la cocina. Dad quietly snipping at die gelben rosen I’m hof.
Narration(Xander): A thousand eyes watch the dunking. Any moment her hand could have told me to stop but she doesn’t. She fought me easily enough before, had spent the whole night fighting Shane. Why would she strike this image for the crowd?
Beach Dude: Stop cheating Xander!
Lone voice: Here come the troopers!
Crowd: Let’s get out of here! Run!
Narration(Xander): It’s only Rhelan of course.
Narration(Xander): …a one man army.