Fian
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Fian activated his reverse thrusters just as he neared the corner. Peeking around cautiously he saw the Crooked Demon crouched, and staring at the trench walls in the general direction of the Dust Devil. Taking advantage of being unnoticed, he carefully aimed down the Tube's sights, let it off and then immediately taking cover at the other corner of the T-Junction just in case Viktor had anything to contribute.
He didn't bother to manually guide the rocket in because there wasn't anywhere the large Crooked Demon could move. The antimatter missile struck the armor on the left shoulder, a bright white blast almost toppled the PA but when the suit came back into focus the shield generators on the arms were very dim but not out completely. It turned around and let off a blind shot, missing both DDs but the all consuming Aether beams turned the T-junction into a cross junction. This done, it raised it's arms to shield itself to this new threat, and charged towards the pair.
From Henry's side, he could see one clawed arm poking above the trench. The head unit was also periodically visible as the CD bobbed up and down as it ran towards Fian and Viktor. With the CD's long strides, the P2C will only have time for one burst of fire.
Harrison's shields were down to zero and apparently the enemy knows about it. He successfully attracted the attention of both hostile DDs who regarded him as a reckless pilot and an easy kill. Unlike Trey however, the former mercenary's snapshots were ill aimed but performed in less than half the time. His two bolts travelled over the Dark Demons, one hit a telecommunication's pylon and knocked it over, the second one flew into space. Return fire from the DD's mostly missed in the limited window of opportunity but the few bolts that hit drained the little shield energy that Harrison managed to regenerate and one left a nasty scorch on the faceplate. The residual heat passing through the protective outer layer of the armor felt like a hot fever on Harrison's forehead.
The M3 FIRE1 was in the process of relocating closer to the action when an M2 WATER2's Monoeyes peered over the edge of a trench followed closely by the barrel of an LBR. Trey's well aimed and guided bolt found no difficulty hitting the FIRE1 dead centre where it's spherical shield was weakest in the deflecting department, draining it to near zero. It hobbled backwards in recoil before making a desperate dash for a nearby trench, sending random but intense double Forearm Plasma Chaingun fire and about 30 ARROWs towards the P1C.
He didn't bother to manually guide the rocket in because there wasn't anywhere the large Crooked Demon could move. The antimatter missile struck the armor on the left shoulder, a bright white blast almost toppled the PA but when the suit came back into focus the shield generators on the arms were very dim but not out completely. It turned around and let off a blind shot, missing both DDs but the all consuming Aether beams turned the T-junction into a cross junction. This done, it raised it's arms to shield itself to this new threat, and charged towards the pair.
From Henry's side, he could see one clawed arm poking above the trench. The head unit was also periodically visible as the CD bobbed up and down as it ran towards Fian and Viktor. With the CD's long strides, the P2C will only have time for one burst of fire.
Harrison's shields were down to zero and apparently the enemy knows about it. He successfully attracted the attention of both hostile DDs who regarded him as a reckless pilot and an easy kill. Unlike Trey however, the former mercenary's snapshots were ill aimed but performed in less than half the time. His two bolts travelled over the Dark Demons, one hit a telecommunication's pylon and knocked it over, the second one flew into space. Return fire from the DD's mostly missed in the limited window of opportunity but the few bolts that hit drained the little shield energy that Harrison managed to regenerate and one left a nasty scorch on the faceplate. The residual heat passing through the protective outer layer of the armor felt like a hot fever on Harrison's forehead.
The M3 FIRE1 was in the process of relocating closer to the action when an M2 WATER2's Monoeyes peered over the edge of a trench followed closely by the barrel of an LBR. Trey's well aimed and guided bolt found no difficulty hitting the FIRE1 dead centre where it's spherical shield was weakest in the deflecting department, draining it to near zero. It hobbled backwards in recoil before making a desperate dash for a nearby trench, sending random but intense double Forearm Plasma Chaingun fire and about 30 ARROWs towards the P1C.