Post by Fox on Mar 1, 2020 18:24:14 GMT -5
When Marina hopped up on top of his arm, Wight immediately wished to protest. Such an action would only put her in danger. She then proceeded to antagonize their assailants. Since they had delivered the first blow, he couldn’t rightly chide her. Plus, they seemed insistent despite his earlier warning. She threw some kind of projectile at them. His analysis indicated that it was water. Interesting. He hadn’t known that water could be used with such force. Wight glanced over to his newfound companion as she addressed him.
“I fail to see how watching each others’ backs will resolve the situation. It seems much more prudent to engage in suppressive fire. Engaging combative protocols. Please brace yourself.”
Marina was still on his arm, so he didn’t want to accidentally dislodge her. He moved her safely to the side as the ground trembled beneath the bandits’ feet. They lost their footing quickly, firing panicked shots into the air. Wight ensured that none of the stray bullets hit Marina by carefully angling his arm away. Abruptly, metal burst out of the garbage as Wight’s legs managed to free themselves.
There were some confused cries as he rose up to his full height, completely towering over the humans below. Wight lifted his arm to allow Marina to stand on his shoulder if she preferred that to his arm. Pointing his other arm at the bandits below, some mechanisms shifted to reveal the barrel of a cannon pointed at them.
“Firing suppressive shot.”
With a resounding BANG, the cannon fired, much to the terror of the bandits. Wight had aimed at their feet so as not to kill or too badly damage them, but the blast sent bits of shrapnel everywhere. Some hit some bandits and took them down. Others ducked behind the hill that Wight could now very clearly see over.
“Retreat. This is your final warning.”
“THAT was a warning?!” One of them shrieked to themselves. Several of their forces had lost their courage, throwing up their weapons and fleeing. Unfortunate. They were sure to report this to the authorities. Some still lingered, wondering if they could salvage the situation in some manner.
“I fail to see how watching each others’ backs will resolve the situation. It seems much more prudent to engage in suppressive fire. Engaging combative protocols. Please brace yourself.”
Marina was still on his arm, so he didn’t want to accidentally dislodge her. He moved her safely to the side as the ground trembled beneath the bandits’ feet. They lost their footing quickly, firing panicked shots into the air. Wight ensured that none of the stray bullets hit Marina by carefully angling his arm away. Abruptly, metal burst out of the garbage as Wight’s legs managed to free themselves.
There were some confused cries as he rose up to his full height, completely towering over the humans below. Wight lifted his arm to allow Marina to stand on his shoulder if she preferred that to his arm. Pointing his other arm at the bandits below, some mechanisms shifted to reveal the barrel of a cannon pointed at them.
“Firing suppressive shot.”
With a resounding BANG, the cannon fired, much to the terror of the bandits. Wight had aimed at their feet so as not to kill or too badly damage them, but the blast sent bits of shrapnel everywhere. Some hit some bandits and took them down. Others ducked behind the hill that Wight could now very clearly see over.
“Retreat. This is your final warning.”
“THAT was a warning?!” One of them shrieked to themselves. Several of their forces had lost their courage, throwing up their weapons and fleeing. Unfortunate. They were sure to report this to the authorities. Some still lingered, wondering if they could salvage the situation in some manner.