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Croft Manor.
"Dinosaur es machina?" Carter muttered to himself as he relaxed in the foyer.
Sam laughed long and hard, "Hardly," she finally sighed as soon as she caught her breath, "a nymph is a spirit of incredible power. Born of a sacrifice of unselfish love. She protects the land surrounding her. Summoned by a willing sacrifice made to save her children...the people of her lands. She reflects the greatest good and evil of any who come to the banks of her home. Her one weakness is that her power stretches only as far as her water is deep.
"So, that is quite a snag," Lara sighed.
"However," Sam added, "that power can be bestowed on a mortal be it through a blessed weapon...this Excalibur...or..."
Gunfire.
The whole of the French arms dealers host rushed to the intrusive sound... Lara and the rest in tow. Reaching the front of the Manor, they were met with a surreal sight. Thirteen feather men - former s.a.s. soldiers - fighting one unremarkable man who dove into the midst of them like a berserker of old. They had come to her ancestral home from all over the world to honor the memory of their fallen friend Sully...and to kill this man.
So... Jack had arrived... and was loosing.
If he had started this dance because he needed fear to feed his friend in his watch...he had picked the wrong dance partners.
What initial advantage he had from surprise was soon lost as they stepped back and opened fire on him. He laughed off the first volley, but as they refused to be fazed by his seemingly invulnerable state the more he faultered.
They closed ranks, keeping up the fire on him.
Lara had a sudden rush of unease. He was bluffing.
He looked up at her...
...and winked.
She panicked... giving him all he needed. He became a wraith.
The first five fell quickly. The next four hesitated as they reloaded... caught off guard by his sudden rush of speed.
Before another could fall, she leapt from the top of the stairs leading to her front door, and put herself in his path.
He hesitated.
She didn't. Producing the super v, she blew a series of gaping holes in him.
He staggered, then recovered almost instantly a moment after.
She understood what happened in the instant... Carter.
The young assassin was standing in the door, eyes panicked, gun raised.
The ripper grinned... "Just gotta love love," he sneered.
Carter opened fire. Before the bullet struck the now empty space, the ripper stuck his blade in the young man's gut.
Lara screamed and charged. The murderer appeared just behind her, "too easy." He raised the blade.
Deafening thunder tore the moment as a lightening bolt drove through the ripper, sending his all but incinerated carcass flying into the front yard.
He staggered to his uncontrollably trembling legs as his flesh regenerated. Terrified.
"I'M your huckleberry," Sam hissed as she strode into the clearing