United, We Flourish [Closed/Bone] Nov 28, 2017 2:54:47 GMT
Post by Bonetrousled? on Nov 28, 2017 2:54:47 GMT
The Assaultmon continued to open fire as Sakuyamon scooped Maia up. Perhaps a more thinking opponent would take advantage of their pow-wow to regroup or set up an ambush, but the Assaultmon seemed to have very strict programming. When their initial gunfire didn't seem to work they took a step forward, hoping to focus their fire slightly and keep pressuring Kuu through his conversation with Maia. Thankfully, the Mega managed to share her from the entirety of the hail of fire, even if it was starting to get painful for him as well.
If this was painful for Kuu, soon it would be twice as painful for the Assaultmon. The Burning Blue rings shot out in a wave from Kuu, the Assaultmon leader letting out a snort of gas as he realized what was going on. He leaped out of the way with mechanical precision, a slight glint of malice in his eyes.
His compatriots were far less successful. A Burning Blue ring sliced through each of the four Assaultmon, sparks flying from them as they were knocked back into the corners of the room. The runt of the litter was especially unlucky, sliding headfirst into the elevator console. Soon the main platform of the room started to retract once more, dragging the dazed and fallen Assaultmon back down to the depths below.
One down, four to go.
The Assaultmon leader, seeing that all three of his remaining troops had stumbled, facepalmed. Considering that his hand was a minigun and his face was an unreacting gas mask, it looked equal parts comical and unnerving. He then proceeded to bellow furiously towards the others, the words "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP," audible through the static. For handless quadrupeds this was way easier said than done, a shower of sparks and a gout of hydraulic steam gushing from each as they started to stand. This time they kept further out of formation, not wanting to remain in one place for another Burning Blue.
The lead Assaultmon's eyes glowed red as a small laser came from them, settling onto Kuu's shoulder to do . . . nothing? Weird. At least its purpose would become clear when a small missile launcher rose from the shoulder of each of the Assaultmon's subordinates. Each let out a cry of "HALT, INTRUDER!" as they launched a small missile. The missiles were oddly slow, but distinctly started to bend as they flew. In fact, careful observation would reveal that they were tracking right where the lead Assaultmon's laser was pointing.
Maybe these things weren't so stupid after all.
One Assaultmon falls down the elevator, three others are hurt badly, and the leader escapes.
The remaining three Assaultmon fire missiles in Kuu's direction, the path of the missiles guided by the Assaultmon leader's laser sight.