You shout ‘Look big bockwurst !’ and point behind them and draw your pistol, they both say ‘vas is das’ and turn around, swiftly seizing upon the advantage you shoot the one with the gun in the back. She crumples like a limp tissue, a limp bloody tissue, a limp bloody tissue covered with gristle and guts. The other one with the axe turns and starts running at you
Do you
Draw your sword with a flourish