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Grand Exit
The military motorcycle leapt off the second floor, and Cloud directed it at the nearest troopers, causing them to scatter.
"Cloud!" Aerith cried happily.
"Goddammit!" Heidegger exclaimed. Cloud rode in concentric circles, using his blades to slash at the troops. Tifa was in a comically small blue truck with only three tires, going down the grand staircase slowly.
"Everyone, get in!" Tifa cried. Aerith got in next to her, and Red and Barret climbed into the bed.
"Stop them, you fools! Don't let them escape!" Heidegger commanded, but it was no use. The armored cycle and Cloud's skill with his sword left the troopers stunned, and Cloud broke out of the raised entrance of the building, followed closely by the truck. They were free of the tower.
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