The Bastard scans the horizon.





His head whips around as he notices something.




FOUND Y--




The little angel fires her rocket launcher, propelling an explosive payload directly into the Bastard's chest which engulfs his body in flames on impact.



The Bastard goes flying into the distance.







She looks over at an arrangement of buzzsaws further up the tower.



She fires. The rocket explodes, breaking the struts holding the deathtraps up and sending buzzsaws everywhere.



She smiles.









Boom! Spikes go flying, detached from their posts.



Boom! Winged biters blown to bits.




Boom! Boom! Boom! The little angel rises to victory on a wave of explosions, cackling all the while.