by Doc 42 » Tue Dec 15, 2009 10:50 pm
Xolotl dropped to the ground heavily, a massive burst of dust blowing up around the heavy machine, his damaged arm clattering off from the force of the blow. Pushing itself up with it's good hand, the dark machine groaned out "Duvan'rah don't die..."
Meanwhile, a once off pod dropship sped through the clouds, approaching the battlefield, a huge dragon like mech speeding along side it easily, it's bat like wings smoothed out, spreading a crackling purple field around it.
"Slypher here. Midnight 1 approaching target area"
Some distance away a dark raptor like mech crouched down, it's own fields pulsing with anticipation
"Affirmative Slypher, requesting re-con sweep of entire A.O.P"
"Roger Preacher 6. Initiating re-con"
The mechanical dragon suddenly blasted away, a sonic boom ripping through the sky, the dragon stopping and spinning around south of Aeonus, scanning, and then zipping off once more, appearing with another roar a few hundred miles West of the target. About 8 seconds, and 2 jumps later, Slypher blasted back into place along side the dropship, spinning once before levelling out, it's pulse thrusters beginning to calm
"Recon complete."
"Roger. Hold... All units, engage."
Xolotl looked up into the sky, watching Aeonus, seeing a dark shape suddenly zip over head at an impossible speed, a green missile roaring out of the sky moments after, screaming down towards Aeonus's side...
"Midnight 1, engaging."
From the same direction what looked like a giant spiky boulder fell out of the sky landing down the mountain, rolling and bouncing along chaotically, a clawed hand suddenly stretching out of the ball, hand planting off the ground and pushing the form into the air. The ball uncurled into a compact hunched mech which landed cleanly onto it's feet, the protective covers over it's black visor eye's sliding up, numerous boiling gasses being ejected out of it's back, normalising it's temperatures after the time spent in transit.
"Forester 3, engaging."
On the opposite side, a huge cyborg centipede suddenly burst from the ground, weapon's stretching out of it's hull and powering up
"Tremor 2, engaging..."
A-mec glanced to Bane, buzzing urgently "Time to go!" The raptor like machine then sprang into a run, the combat area still some distance away...

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