387

You aim carefully from the shadows and both are felled by the bolt of superheated plasma which seems to leap from your hand One is thrown backwards through the door with a crash and the other screams horribly. A stream of twenty or more guards come running from the building outside which the horses are tethered. Whispering together, they look out into the shadows fearfully. Strengthening their resolve, they fan out towards you in four groups, drawing their swords. You cannot use your blaster in the darkness, for you cannot see where they are. Do you:

Run back to your flyer? Turn to 401
Hide in a stand of cherry trees? Turn to 412