"Right. I was afraid of this." Chance said, then sighed and shook his head for just a moment, before continuing, "Well, you just ran out of luck there, big fellow. And I know luck."<br/><br/>Right at that moment, the already damaged ceiling started to rapidly crack and the fancy chandelier that hung mostly as decoration in the International Trade Bank suddenly started to descend in a rapid pace toward the Mobster, crashing into him.<br/><br/>"See, I told you so." he said and grinned for a moment, as he prepared for the hail of bullets.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(DC 27 toughness save for the Mobster)</div></div><br/><br/><br/>