Shield of Aiur
Hank evaded the acid deftly as he swiveled, it being far slower than the bullets he was used to. More gunk came as he weaved closer and closer. Their armor was tough, taking Bren rounds like nothing as he remembered. The face, however...
Hank somewhat slid close to one of the Roaches, it's claws coming down in a one-two pattern in retaliation as Hank moved left and right to dodge. The thermal lance swung, lodging itself half-way through the creature's upper jaw and skull. It squealed and wailed in pain, vomiting out acid all over the floor and a little bit onto his clothes, sizzling some of his coat, revealing the bandages underneath. Regardless, he pulled it outand swiped again, cleaving fully through it's head as it fell to the floor with a thump. The others had turned at this point, firing their acid. Hank hid behind the body as a shield, moving around and circling.
The second roach had not expected this, as the lance entered one half of it's eyeballs, forcing it's sharp point on top through most of it's skull and brain. It as well dropped, not even able to emit the wail. One more. Instead of going around, he climbed the Roach, using the spikes on it's back as leverage. He leapt, lance plunging downward, cutting cleanly through the head of the third. There was again but one.
"Nasty. That all?" Hank called once more.
Hank evaded the acid deftly as he swiveled, it being far slower than the bullets he was used to. More gunk came as he weaved closer and closer. Their armor was tough, taking Bren rounds like nothing as he remembered. The face, however...
Hank somewhat slid close to one of the Roaches, it's claws coming down in a one-two pattern in retaliation as Hank moved left and right to dodge. The thermal lance swung, lodging itself half-way through the creature's upper jaw and skull. It squealed and wailed in pain, vomiting out acid all over the floor and a little bit onto his clothes, sizzling some of his coat, revealing the bandages underneath. Regardless, he pulled it outand swiped again, cleaving fully through it's head as it fell to the floor with a thump. The others had turned at this point, firing their acid. Hank hid behind the body as a shield, moving around and circling.
The second roach had not expected this, as the lance entered one half of it's eyeballs, forcing it's sharp point on top through most of it's skull and brain. It as well dropped, not even able to emit the wail. One more. Instead of going around, he climbed the Roach, using the spikes on it's back as leverage. He leapt, lance plunging downward, cutting cleanly through the head of the third. There was again but one.
"Nasty. That all?" Hank called once more.
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