Fred
Retired Staff
@black Knights:
The NH-18 did indeed try to dart away, but her attempt to arrow away and get to Kyou was thwarted by Asher's frangible round, which pelted her so hard she lost all momentum, her recoil slamming the scorched Daisy so its armored feet struck back against the floor.
Further firepower found her, Nyton's LASR firing full auto, and sawed across the weakened yama-dura alloy, finally sundering the torso armor to reveal Ichigo's mostly consumed remains and the silvery construct that occupied its insides.
Kyou's plasma bolt found that tender spot, practically blowing up the top half of the Daisy as well as singing the NH-18 directly. Nimura added to that with her own plasma rifle boring a deep charred hole in the nanomachine slime, the impact spreading it and sending what was left of the power armor to the ground.
Kai stopped his erratic flight and joined in with more precise fire from his plasma weapon, and Asher - though the flame thrower might have been more effective - soon followed cue with the more easily accessible plasma weapon as well.
The NH-18 blackened, fountained out in protest, and was forced back down by the ruthless, repeated application of plasma attacks. It blackened, writhed more helplessly to the ground, and they kept firing. They kept firing until there was nothing left but a small mound of unmoving carbonized matter.
The team heard Hinoto's voice soon after the fight was over. "Black Knights," she took a deep breath. "The way ahead up the ramp is clear. There should be no obstruction left between you and the observation deck."
Of course, they still had to deal with Rin's plight. The sprite was still being assimilated from inside out where she had been speared through by the NH-18 tentacles. Not even the NH-18's destruction had stopped the process. Silvery-tinted tendrils - reminiscent of plant roots spreading out within damp earth - reached ever deeper into Rin's flesh, consuming all flesh it found to be more akin to itself.
Curiously for Rin, the pain was no longer as pronounced as it was. She did feel invaded and violated by the foreign body spreading into her, but the hurt was being slowly replaced by tingling, numbness, and an inability to quite control the movements of the leg and abdomen. Breathing was becoming more difficult. So was thinking; everything in her head felt... sluggish.
The NH-18 did indeed try to dart away, but her attempt to arrow away and get to Kyou was thwarted by Asher's frangible round, which pelted her so hard she lost all momentum, her recoil slamming the scorched Daisy so its armored feet struck back against the floor.
Further firepower found her, Nyton's LASR firing full auto, and sawed across the weakened yama-dura alloy, finally sundering the torso armor to reveal Ichigo's mostly consumed remains and the silvery construct that occupied its insides.
Kyou's plasma bolt found that tender spot, practically blowing up the top half of the Daisy as well as singing the NH-18 directly. Nimura added to that with her own plasma rifle boring a deep charred hole in the nanomachine slime, the impact spreading it and sending what was left of the power armor to the ground.
Kai stopped his erratic flight and joined in with more precise fire from his plasma weapon, and Asher - though the flame thrower might have been more effective - soon followed cue with the more easily accessible plasma weapon as well.
The NH-18 blackened, fountained out in protest, and was forced back down by the ruthless, repeated application of plasma attacks. It blackened, writhed more helplessly to the ground, and they kept firing. They kept firing until there was nothing left but a small mound of unmoving carbonized matter.
The team heard Hinoto's voice soon after the fight was over. "Black Knights," she took a deep breath. "The way ahead up the ramp is clear. There should be no obstruction left between you and the observation deck."
Of course, they still had to deal with Rin's plight. The sprite was still being assimilated from inside out where she had been speared through by the NH-18 tentacles. Not even the NH-18's destruction had stopped the process. Silvery-tinted tendrils - reminiscent of plant roots spreading out within damp earth - reached ever deeper into Rin's flesh, consuming all flesh it found to be more akin to itself.
Curiously for Rin, the pain was no longer as pronounced as it was. She did feel invaded and violated by the foreign body spreading into her, but the hurt was being slowly replaced by tingling, numbness, and an inability to quite control the movements of the leg and abdomen. Breathing was becoming more difficult. So was thinking; everything in her head felt... sluggish.