The move surprised Lindsey and he dropped, his fall cushioned by the desert sand. Still, it hurt where the pack on his back dug hard into him. "Oof!"

But having been in enough fights to know that staying still was a dumb idea, he gritted his teeth and quickly regained his footing hopefully before the other could attack. His advantage, his costume had to be less cumbersome than that huge mascot suit Harley wore.

"The clowning is all yours!" He swung again with the scythe, hoping to tear that large bobbing head off.