==>[S] Serzad, Grow a spine for once!
Anything that could identify her was covered, she knew she should heed his word and go, make a break for her hive where she somehow knew she’d be safe, despite everything. She was frozen in place, however, and shaking despite her desire to run. She didn’t want to leave him alone, even if he was far more capable than she was. She kept telling herself that he can handle himself,that even fi she stayed she’d be in the way, no hero but a fool…
But as the drone seemed to recover from his strike, a pang of doubt welled up in her food chute. Something about these drones seemed off, way off. They seemed like they had a clear intent, and…what was that it said about him resembling a target of theirs? That meant he was in danger….
She was a coward, but…but he was her friend and was sticking his neck out for her. They were two sides of the same coin so to speak, candy red and lime somehow seemed to always intersect in some way. She should run, every inch of self preservation she had was telling her to run but…
Something deep in her core was telling her to strife. Something primal, older than her.
She balled her fists. She felt the leather of the handle of her twin boomerang blades against her skin. Serzad Exhaled.
Pd< JUST LIKE I pRATICEd…
With a sharp flick of her wrist she sent her B-Blade flying straight for the saw-attached arm of the drone! She watched as the blade cut clear though he arm, severing ti form the rest of the drone. She raised a hand to catch her boomerang, and as the handle reunited with her hand she decided toe safest thing to do was to keep her end of this fight at a distance, and use cover to her advantage!
She made a mad dash for the body of the other drone, and vaulted over it with all of the agility of a master parkour athlete.
Suddenly he’d catch her movement out of the corner of his eye, and upon looking back, the lime would notice a real nice stump where a saw would’ve been. He lets out the breath he was holding and smiles.
<{ ...Guess we’re in this together, then. |F
The drone swings its one remaining sawblade, which is expertly parried to the side by Vyrgyl. He uses the momentum from parrying the strike to turn a full 360 as the drone switches its damaged hand back to its concussion blaster, which is knocked off-target once more by an upward swing. Slowly, this dance of blades seemed to be turning the drone’s line of sight away from Serzad.
The drone’s thorax opens horizontally, blocking the male’s attempted followup strike with two extra arms, each with a short lance at the end of each one.
<{ ...This thing’s a walking fucking arsenal...! |F
He hops back as the drone’s saw hand comes crashing back down, sending debris and concrete shards flying from the impact.
