Lots to the Rescue

"I am Sir Lots42, righter of wrongs, rescuer of fair damsels in distress and furry fan."

Astra doesn't understand the last bit, but she makes no comment. Sir Lots42 raises his sword high above his head and aims a mighty blow at one of her chains.

There is a loud "clang" and sparks fly. Lots42 drops his sword and crys out: "Ow!" He massages his right arm with his left hand. "That hurt," he says, rather unnecessarily. There is no sign of damage to the chain, but the blade of the sword now has a notch in it.

1. Lots tries again.
2. Astra points out that the keys to her chains have been hanging from a nearby nail all along.
3. Fred becomes aware that Lots is tring to interfere. Lots finds himself chained up as well. The only consolation is that he is facing Astra.
4. Lots bursts into tears.

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