(A/N: This chapter is about 19,500 words long and 65 pages long in my Google doc... This should have been broken up into at least 2 parts but I made a promise in the last chapter... Enjoy!)
Asher: Jerry!
[Asher calls to Jerry rather loudly while still "gently" rocking the glowing piece of glowstone in his arms and attempting to drive.]
Asher: What's the situation like back there?!
[Jerry bends down and grabs his crossbow lying on the truck bed to his left. He places his left hand beneath it and his right hand on the handle before standing up and holding it in a resting position. He looks behind them at the pursuing vehicles. There are four pickup trucks and a flatbed tailing them keeping their distance. The flatbed is in the middle of the group with two pickup trucks on the left and right side of it.]
Jerry: Were being tailed by five of them... Again...
[Asher lets out an angered growl and then begins to punch the steering wheel accidentally honking the horn multiple times in the process.]
Asher: *Angered Growl* GAAAAHHH!!! *Honk* I JUST *Honk* WANT TO *Honk* BE DONE *Honk* WITH THIS *Honk* SHIT ALREADY!!! *Hoooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnk!*
[Behind them inside the cab of the flatbed truck sits the Bandana Demon in the passenger seat and one of his underlings driving. They can both hear the Truck in front of them honking aggressively at pretty much nothing.]
*Honk* *Honk* *Honk* *Honk* *Honk* *Hoooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnk!*
Demon Driver: What the hell is going on over there?
Bandana Demon: I don't really know, and I don't really care...
[The Bandana Demon reaches over to his right and winds down the passenger doors window. He then leans out and waves at the two pickup trucks right beside the flatbed. He then points at the Truck where Asher and Jerry are and puts his thumb at his throat before quickly moving it to the other side. The two drivers of the pickup trucks both nod acknowledging the Bandana Demon and his motions. They both increase the speed of their vehicles and in a few short seconds they both pass by the flatbed and tail closer to the Truck.]
Jerry: Oh great... Two of them are picking up speed...
[Jerry places the front of his crossbow on the truck bed, grabs onto the handle on top of the crossbow, and pulls it all the way back clicking it into place.]
*Click-Click-Click-Click-Click* *Clank*
Jerry: It looks like I'm gonna get a few more test shots in before we're done for the day.
[He grabs another spear from the crate. He places the spear on the top of the crossbow and reaches down for the trigger handle.]
Jerry: Let's see if I can make any improvements...
[Jerry then places his left hand beneath the crossbow and lifts it up off of the truck bed. He raises it to his shoulder and takes aim at one of the approaching pickups.]
Jerry: Steady... Steady...
*CLANK!*
*SCRREEEECHHH!*
[Jerry pulls the lever sending the spear flying at the pickup he was aiming at. His shot misses the pickup but does tear through the top of its cab creating an ear-piercing screeching noise. Jerry lowers his crossbow and makes an annoyed groan.]
Jerry: *Annoyed Groan* Damn it... I need to work on my aim...
[He slams the front of the crossbow onto the bed of the truck and eyes the handle on top of it. He then reaches down to grab it.]
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