by Doc 42 » Mon Oct 19, 2009 9:52 pm
Xolotl let out a deep rumbling roar and bounded upwards, jets flaring wildly, lifting the monstrous machine off the wave of debris, the ice did little to hinder his movement. It slightly disrupted his vision, but it was poor as it was with the dense dust cloud. Reaching up with a desperate grab, Xolotl clamped his hand around Tundra's foot, yanking the lighter machine down forcably, pulling the biomech slightly below him. He pinned one massive foot against its chest and held it in place, bracing for impact before landing heavily back into the land slide, his full weight came crushing down on Tundra. A huge blast of dust and rock shot up around the pair, Tundra being ripped from under Xolotl's feet by the friction. Xolotl ran on for a step or two more before locking his feet rigid against the mountain side at an angle, sliding down it, using one hand to help guide himself, a storm of dust and rock chasing down after him, debris ripped off of Tundra bouncing along beside him as well, smoke and fire still pouring out of the Duvan'rah's many wounds...

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