A crowd of men appeared to fight
The debtor ready too
Knives he brandished and sliced about
Backing them away
Phantom and Composer too
Leapt to free the prisoners
The woman fights to side of friend
He grins, critiques her work
Midst music and crowds a howl was made
All eyes turned to Flight
He held the debtor's blade to neck
Another prisoner
He snaps he wants an answer now
Or friend's the first to go
The Phantom looks for a trick to play
He fingers his arm armor
The woman meets the eyes of friends
Frightened gypsy friends
They gaze unseeing in her face
She turns to face the Flight
The Flight holds up five fingers
And starts counting down
The debtor meets her eyes again
And softly shakes his head
The Phantom throws a sparking flash
The countdown is complete
The woman leaps and blocks the flash
The Flight slices through.
Next Week: Fallen
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