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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
"Who's your daddy now, aye!?" Barry said with a grin on his face, standing near a little mountain of weaponry, before he looked on too see that the two Asgardians had not taken a liking too Victoria and the others "Guess I have to stop the stupid gits... Damn, I really need too stop hanging out with Cyborg, sheesh." In a quick and decisive manner, Barry reached for the weapons that lay at his feet, grabbing the nearest sharp object "Probably never even had weapons thrown at them at superspeed." he said with a laugh, as he started to accelerate.

Running circles around his teammates and their new opponents, Barry eventually zeroed in on one of the man's/god's/whatever shoulderblades, and threw the blade with a precision that only could have been taught to him by the world's second greatest marksman.
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