It all happened so quickly.<br/><br/>One moment Rayne was walking into the store, and then the next the young man<em>slammed</em>the heavy metal door shut, all the previous effort required to move it apparently nothing more than a show, a fake. The latch clicked as it locked in place against the doorframe, trapping the archer inside the building while Lizzy was still outside, barely managing to avoid having her nose banged painfully by the door's sudden closing.<br/><br/>Finally Rayne could get a proper look at the rest of him. At least he wasn't a disembodied head and arm, but a normal-looking human, clad in the greens and browns of ranger camouflage with a bow and quiver of arrows slung across his back. Too late she realized that, unlike a player, no name appeared above his head when she looked straight at him.<br/><br/>As though reading her mind, he grinned evilly and uttered a single command word. "Scarecrow!" Unlike the boyish, relieved tone he had used earlier, now his voice was dark and cunning. Out of the corner of her eye, Rayne saw the wooden golem suddenly leap to life and spring towards Grogza's back from behind. There was no time to shout a warning, and both the barbarian's and wizard's attention were directed forward, at the suddenly shut door, leaving Grogza unaware and defenseless as a dildo-tipped arm sped towards her. It struck with a satisfying thud - against the shield of force that Rayne had conjured earlier for the half-orc, the blow stuck in mid-air with inches still to go before Grogza's actual body.<br/><br/>