by dinoman666 » Tue Jan 20, 2009 3:52 am
The mercenary toppled over, trading blows with the Wretch as viciously as the creature itself, using his sharp claws to tear the Wretch's flesh. The other Trando, after shaking his head, kicked the attacker in the head, knocking it off his comrade, before gunning it down. Helping his partner to his feet, the Trando growled, "THat other one ran. We've got to get back to camp and warn Carrsk." The wounded Trando, claw marks on his face and arms, as well as gashes in his armor, hissed painfully, "Good idea... I need some bacta anyway..." The heavy merc silently followed the other two mercenaries, keeping his eye on the group's rear, just in case that thing decided to send something much deadlier after them...
"Heroes have morals. Villains have work ethic."
-Megatron