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You watch as the President leaves in his new van, and you allow yourself a chance to relax. Finally…some peace and quiet, you think to yourself as the van heads off to its destination. Now all you have to do is head back and get some well deserved rest.

A soft snarl reaches your ears, and you see something leap over the pier's fence and start to chase the van. You swear angrily and tell your teammates to get onto their radjantos. There's one more Beast nearby, apparently; no one had spotted it and now it's chasing the van on all fours like a vicious dog, snapping at the tires. Hopping onto your radjanto, you speed off towards the Beast, drawing your hammer-axe as you close in on the speeding Fiend.

"No rest for the wicked?" Ami suggests as she radios you.

"Since when are we the wicked?" Jax complains and pulls out his pistol, shooting at the Fiend, hoping to be able to distract it. It ignores the shot, concentrating its focus on the President's van, and you're going to need to do something about it so that you can get it away from the van.