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Kregdakka Skull'kullektah

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Problem on Loovria
Location: Morag Arena, Strako
Kregdakka had ignored the sounds of battle up to this point, dealing with the target in front of himself. GRIMZZ was already analyzing the layout of the arena and had informed the warlord that there was a breach within the arena itself. Kregdakka grabbed the man and stuffed him within the four barreled flak cannon arm attached to his left arm. Walking out of the throne room to see that his ranged forces were being sniped by enemies. Although he couldn't tell where exactly until GRIMZZ told him the location. Aiming his cannon up and firing the dead body of the target directly at the people shooting to knock them over. Sending the other 3 flak shells speeding towards them.
Kregdakka looked down, "WAAAAAGH!" he simply shouted to the forces down below as the war bellow sent ripples through the very air. Sending them into a war frenzy as they grabbed their weapons and made their way up to the roof of the arena to kill the people responsible. The Squatter-King of Loovria would not surrender his kingdom to anyone. The Over-Tyrant of the Sardok'narru had ordered him to remain here until the time came. As the biggest and strongest creature among the Sardok'narru, Kregdakka obeyed him without question since he was the strongest being within their ranks and could even swat him aside without any effort. Although following orders wasn't ideal since graug were fiercly indepedent unless controlled by a potent darksider or the mental domination of Kregdakka. GRIMZZ has the other half knew the plans of the Over-Tyrant but would not reveal them unless ordered. Keeping control over Loovria would be vital in the conquest of further systems for the Sardok'narru.

 
Tags:
Allies (maybe) CETCOM CETCOM Vyn Daldoure Vyn Daldoure
Enemies: Dakkanak Ruk Grotfang Kregdakka Skull'kullektah Pillar of Defiance Sisserith
Objective: Get kills, get points.
Focus: Pillar of Defiance

He took note of their durability to the grenades. Still, little could withstand a lightsaber with power behind it. Especially if a vibro-blade was a sufficient weapon to them. He didn't use a gentle deflection or a dodge, he downright swun against their vibroblades. Intending fully to break them while they held them while wasting their stamina. He knew battle that lasted very long, and he knew how long he could last like this. Going all out at this moment wouldn't put him out of the fight until much later.

As others tried to encircle him, he took advantage of it, he could sense them. All of them, behind, above, even if one tried to get below the earth he'd know. As they closed in he leapt into the air and backwards, just at the distance that he knew they couldn't reach, and if they attempted to throw or shoot something he'd be able to deflect before once again they were all in front of him.

Then he reached out a hand, and pulled. Yanking at one of them with enough force that would move any speeder while simultaneously throwing his axe with considerable power, ready to go and come back at any moment.

He didn't do this aimlessly, he was treating them like an elite. And he knew of some jedi or byrn that would try and grab his weapon, and so, he was completely ready to twist it midair so that if they got close to even trying they'd possibly sever their own limb.

He recognized they were a serious threat. That was the whole point, if they weren't this wouldn't be worth it. Once again he'd found a foe worthy of fighting like the Byrn were. Once again something that he could tell wouldn't be bulldozed through like some common soldier with a blaster rifle and an armor that wouldn't even slow his axe.

This was a challenge truly worth the risk.

Equipment:
heklerkok-tdl-1-tempest (strapped to his back, extra ammunition on straps.)
PS-1 Particle Shotgun at his side with extra ammunition on belt and legs
t-7-vibro-brace (left arm.)
g-11-shield-gauntlet (right arm)
Hekler'Kok LA-2 Light Armor (Isn't wearing shoes, helmet, or gloves.)
The Beast: (in hand)
 
("BFG Division" by Mick Gordon Plays)

Isacc, if he had been capable of grinning, would have as he gunned down more and more of the Olugaren. He had rapidly learned how many moved and fought and he adapted his strategy accordingly.

The steel Murder Skeleton cackled insanely as he brought out the sword.

"Can everybody guess what time it is?!" Isacc cackled. "It's time...to cut off their limbs!"

A big, huge Olugaren strode forward, carrying an axe and a sword.

"You gotta be worth at least two hundred XP. Looks like you've got nothing but vendor trash about you." Isacc remarked.

The warrior bellowed and Isacc was fending off fierce heavy blows from all angles for the next fifteen seconds. That whole time, as he evaded or parried swipes that would have taken his head off, he was calculating the perfect counter attack.

As he ducked under another swipe he lunged, a complex series of unconnected slashes and stabs rapidly dismembering his opponent painfully, leaving his head the only thing on as he fell forward, a stomp from a Skeletal foot crushing the warriors head.

Explosive rounds impacted and flung him backward, scrambling his databases momentarily. Silvery Nanite blood flowed from special compartments and began rapid repairs, and Isacc rose up and activated his Concussion Rifle built into his arm, firing a burst of three shots at the position the bullets had hit him from.

"CAMPERS!" Isacc said with an electronic snarl. "I HATE CAMPERS!"

Sisserith
 

Sisserith

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Location: Outpost, Strako - Loovria
Dialogue Legend: <"ur-Kittât"> │ “Galactic Basic”
Allies: TSN (Dakkanak Ruk Grotfang Kregdakka Skull'kullektah)
Enemies: Independent ( Rocho Rocho Vyn Daldoure Vyn Daldoure ) │ FD ( CETCOM CETCOM ) │ HI ( Laertia Io Laertia Io )
Direct Engagement: Laertia Io Laertia Io


"CAMPERS!" Isacc said with an electronic snarl. "I HATE CAMPERS!"

To say that Sisserith felt called out would be an understatement. She had been explicitly targeted, so much so that the comment drew a feral snarl from her lips in turn, sharp teeth bared towards the enemy. Otherwise, she was left without words since she couldn’t exactly disprove the quippy soldier droid. However, she could answer with sheer, unrelenting violence, such that might allow her to get the final word in, should the Nuetralizer prove incapable of defeating one such as her. In addition, the droid’s skull-like head might prove to be an excellent trophy, a testament to her strength and skill where many of the monstrous warriors of the Iron Sunz had fallen.

While she had been verbally humiliated, the droid would find that the tiny Sithspawn was yet undaunted.

Her bloodthirst remained potent even as one of the sonic concussion blasts struck her in the chest, the bush providing concealment, but only negligible cover that was easily bypassed by the Nuetralizer’s weapon. The blast forced her to the ground, wincing as stabs of pain flared in her chest, likely from broken ribs. Nevertheless, swiftly rolling to her left, back behind the bush, Sisserith pushed herself back onto her feet in a low, feline crouch and returned fire through the bush itself with a rapid salvo of four high-explosive slugs from her pistol, aiming to hit the Nuetralizer’s right forearm in the hopes of eliminating some of its firepower. Simultaneously, her eyes switched to thermoreception, allowing her to see the droid via its heat signature. Taking advantage of the bush’s concealment, she hoped that it would obscure her visual profile in the droid’s photoreceptors, which in addition to the adaptive camouflage system integrated into her bodysuit, might make her very difficult to target. Unfortunately, the Sithspawn already knew that the bush was poor cover or concealment, doing little to actually stop any energy blasts or slugs the droid might level in her direction.

Nevertheless, with thirty meters of distance separating her from the droid, it was still a gun battle. However, Sisserith began to fear that the fight might only end one way.

Face to face.


 
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Pillar of Defiance

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Problem on Loovria
The vibro-mace graug would be killed after a short while, against the power of the lightsaber axe. The other graug would begin to attack until the trandoshan leaped back out of the circle that they had created. One of them was yanked, although tried to dig his feet into the surface with some success until finally being pulled as the graug tried to punch him as he traveled. Normally they would have attempted to grab the lightsaber axe as it flew by from the hand of the trandoshan, however the collective intelligence of the horde made them understand that this was a bad idea. Moving away from the lightsaber axe as it traveled within the air although they still suffered losses, into alleyways or small spaces where the large profile of the axe wouldn't be able to reach them.
They moved along the narrow streets to the trandoshan's position. Two of them would climb onto a roof and throw a large boulder at the trandoshan. Once the boulder flew, the graug would spring from the alleyways and rush at him. Counting on their faster weapon speed compared to the large axe to cut the trandoshan down before his axe came back. Even if this effort failed the graug would attempt to get underneath of their guard where the axe was not defenseable enough to counter.
Rocho Rocho

 
Isacc dived to evaded the shots that came from Sisserith , Max Payne style, whipping out his S5A and firing as many shots as he could at the bush the shots had come from, attempting to saturate the area she was in with blaster bolts. He dived behind a corpse as he fired, bent on making it as difficult as possible for her to hit him.

"COME AND GET ME CAMPER! AHHHHH HAHAHAHA!"

"ASS HAT!" shouted one of the human defenders behind a sandbag as he blew the head off a Graug with an automatic shotgun. "YOU'RE DOING THE SAME THING!"

"SILENCE, FELLOW CAMPER! I'LL NOT HAVE MY HYPOCRISY HIGHLIGHTED!" Isacc cackled, though the barb from the human did get him to self consciously rise up and start walking quickly to the direction the shots came from, firing not only his rifle, but his built in Concussive Weapon and his paddle beam.

"I AM THE BALANCE OF THE SCALES OF JUSTICE! CONDUCTOR OF THE CHOIR OF DEATH!" Isacc shouted maniacally as he approached her position, trying to shred her.

"SING FOR ME, ANGELS!"

The bolts and the Concussion bolts started to rapidly tear apart.

"SING!"

Parts of the bush began to catch fire.

"SIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGG!!!" (Witness Me: 90 XP)
 

Sisserith

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Location: Outpost, Strako - Loovria
Dialogue Legend: <"ur-Kittât"> │ “Galactic Basic”
Allies: TSN (Dakkanak Ruk Grotfang Kregdakka Skull'kullektah)
Enemies: Independent ( Rocho Rocho Vyn Daldoure Vyn Daldoure ) │ FD ( CETCOM CETCOM ) │ HI ( Laertia Io Laertia Io )
Direct Engagement: Laertia Io Laertia Io

Before her eyes, the Nuetralizer hit the deck like a Cozmic-sipping tryhard in a first-person holoshooter (not that she wasn’t one), the droid placing itself behind the corpse of a massive Ologuren warrior and leveling a rifle in her direction. Eyes going wide with realization, Sisserith did not hesitate to react, doing so with far more alacrity than a human would have been capable of in the same situation.

“Activate overshield!”

Damn it! She hadn’t wanted to use that ability so soon. If the shield was depleted, the cooldown would kill her! Regardless, the tryhard soldier droid had forced her into a metaphorical corner after drop shotting like an MLG wannabe. Not to mention, she had failed to deal any damage to the Nuetralizer’s onboard weaponry, meaning that in raw terms, she was far outmatched by the Terminator expy. In a stand-up fight such as this, Sisserith quickly realized that she would lose against the droid, meaning that she had to disrupt the situation somehow or suffer the consequences.

On cue with her command and simultaneous with her realization of being outmatched, the shield formed a protective, energized bubble around her diminutive form. At the same time, Sisserith pulled a bouncing sonic grenade from her belt, flipping the switch down so that it would detonate on two bounces.

Then, with all the strength in her arm, the Sithspawn threw it against the exterior wall of the building directly behind her, grunting as she did.

The grenade bounced off the wall like a toy ball. However, the building wasn’t the target. Rather, taking advantage of the grenade’s bounciness, Sisserith intended to use the wall to rebound the grenade back to the Nuetralizer’s position, hopefully catching the soldier droid unawares as he approached her. Ideally, the grenade would come in fast and at an unorthodox angle before hitting the ground close to the Nuetralizer, then going off a split-second later in a burst of deadly sound that might stun or damage the droid.

Regardless, with less than 24 meters between the two combatants and closing, Sisserith knew that she needed to play her cards, now. Before the sonic grenade went off, she had a plasma bouncing grenade primed and ready, even as the bush began to go off in flames. This time, it was a direct overhand throw, done in the hopes that the sonic grenade had done its work and that the Nuetralizer would be too stunned or damaged to dive out of its radius. Having set the explosive to detonate after a single bounce, Sisserith aimed her throw to strike the ground within a meter of the droid’s position, so that it would go off almost as soon as it hit.

First camping, now grenade spam. Against a tryhard metaslave like this droid, survival demanded that she resort to the cheapest, most underhanded tactics.

And yet, she had no regrets.


 

After giving a couple of shots into the stand Vyn's eye caught a glimpse of a hulking mass of cybernetics walking out of the room, their target dangling from its hand Vyn was about to turn and give the human a blaster round to ensure his silence, that was until the brute crumbled him up like a paper wad and stuffed him into the mobile canon. No one could see it, but under the polarized helmet of his Icarus suit Vyn wasn't terrified, he was simply in awe that they'd made it all this way to see the corporate self-proclaimed senator get turned into papier-mâché.

His awe was short-lived however, Kregdakka raised his mobile flak cannon and loosed the body of the senator towards the three with velocity, Vyn's augmented nervous system kicked in immediate, pushing himself and one of his other teammates to the side, the other however was caught by the body, rocking back a bit before being hit directly with one of the following flak round reducing him into a mist.

the other round flying past with a whiz, that would surely impact the city nearby. But the last one made contact with the wall in front of them, shrapnel was launched upwards into the two, their armor doing a decent job of protecting them, Vyn received a larger chunk to his shoulder. "FETH"

For something to go right and then immediately wrong was on par with how his day had been going. "Off the wall, we need to mo-"
a few feet from them a Graug had climbed up throwing a hatched-shaped object. He projected the shield from his gauntlet, the blade bouncing away, he leaned on the sniper portion of his sniper, the blaster collapsed back into a rifle he raised it and let a few bolts loose into the creature. This wasn't good
 
Final Dawn Central Command




O P E R A T I O N_B L I N D-S A L V A T I O N
Objective | Suppress the Graug Infestation


FINAL DAWN
LOOVRIA , MID RIM
POV : VICE ADMIRAL VARLO





From the depths of space , a large fleet of 16 Warships suddenly emerged from hyperspace arriving in orbit of Loovria. Consisting of 4 Pellaeon-III Star Destroyers , 6 Dreadnought Heavy Cruisers and 6 Nebulon-B Frigates , this Task Force represented a large portion of the larger 6th Sector Fleet deployed from Kal’Sheebol under the command of Vice-Admiral Varlo. The threat posed by the Graug to Final Dawn interests in the region we’re too big to ignore and thus the 6th Sector Fleet had been deployed to put an end to the mad ambitions of this self-proclaimed Graug King of Loovria and restore order to the system once more. Intelligence gathered from nearby Surveillance Ships , indicated that the Graug had no significant Naval Force that could challenge the 6th Sector Fleet nor did Loovria have any Ground-to-Space Planetary Defense Weapons that could help the Graug challenge the Fleet from the surface.

This meant that the 6th Sector Fleet would remain unchallenged both in orbit and in the skies of Loovria and thus allowing the Fleet to unleash it’s bombers to begin targeting urban centers overtaken by the Graug. While the Final Dawn could just wipe out the Graug with a Base Delta Zero , Vice-Admiral Varlo sought to execute such an operation only as a last resort as he believed that if the Final Dawn heavily contributed to the downfall of the Graug here at Loovria , it’s remaining population would revere the Final Dawn and accept its “protection” from future foes , which would effectively bring the Planet under the sphere of the Final Dawn and allow for the continued growth of the Final Dawn’s influence across the Outer Rim and former CIS Territories.

Thus , the Fleet began to slowly approach Loovria , it’s Starfighter and Bombers ready for deployment and on standby along with various Support Craft Squadrons ready to evacuate trapped civilians once they would be deployed. The Graug had made a major mistake in selecting Loovria as their first target for their “First Graug Empire'' as now the full might of the Final Dawn would descend upon them and put an end to their little empire at its infancy for the sake of restoring peace , order and stability on Loovria and purifying it’s populace from the Graug Infestation. Nothing could stand in the Final Dawn’s way and the Graug would be wiped out clean , one way or another.



 

Kregdakka Skull'kullektah

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Problem on Loovria
Location: Morag Arena, Strako
Kregdakka watched with immense satisfaction as the people attacking them was driven back. His graug horde would make shift work of them in no time as more and more climbed up the steps to the roof of the arena. Turning back now into his throne room to relax upon his ivory throne. Shifting his weight upon it as his ironclad bodyguard moved around him to protect him from enemy fire that happened to bounce into the room.
Graug and Ologuren worked in tandem with one another to attack the men on the roof, deploying everything that they had. Cooking supplies, rusted pots, flaming oil bottles. Although this wouldn't probably not kill them fully, it should be enough to drive them away from the arena. Kregdakka grabbed large piles of meat and shoved them into his metal jaw. The Squatter-King of Loovria would not lose his throne anytime soon, besides he was already building up a force near Gratos in the meantime. Assembling a vast warfleet to smash into the galaxy and loot them dry. Standing above even the great powers in pure strength. GRIMZZ meanwhile picked up the radar chatter of a warfleet approaching the system. Sending an encrypted signal to the flagship of Kregdakka to arrive on Loovria within the hour to evacuate them because they had polluted the planet enough to render it uninhabitable for a short while.
The Gargantuan would arrive within the hour due to being within a nebula nearby. Although normally ships couldn't operate well within a nebula the gargantuan was made from a giant asteroid which could survive the deadliness of nebulas. GRIMZZ had informed the captain of the vessel to wait until the fleet in orbit had fully arrived and begun deploying their ground forces. Then emerge from the nebula nearby and hyperspace jump into the system. Until then the Graug and Ologuren horde would begin to deploy across the city, burning and razing everything to the ground in scorched earth tactics. Even within the space of the system, one could see the burning begin to spread across the planet. Ignited by the deadly fumes within the air by the graug pollution efforts.
Kregdakka would wait until the arrival of his flagship, having buried a drop-pod underneath the arena to get himself out along with his chosen view. The rest would simply die holding off the enemy.

 
Tags:
Allies (maybe) CETCOM CETCOM Vyn Daldoure Vyn Daldoure
Enemies: @Dakkanak Ruk Grotfang Kregdakka Skull'kullektah Pillar of Defiance Sisserith
Objective: Get kills, get points.
Focus: Pillar of Defiance

The axe was quickly yanked back to him through the air, threatening to cut anything in its path just as before. His awareness and precognition had always made surprise attacks or attacks from odd angles no different than the front, instead of dodging the rock or taking the hit, he split the boulder in two launching the separated pieces at the graug trying to get at him again while simultaneously providing temporary cover from those angles.

To assume their weapons were faster would be quite a mistake on their part, though were he to wield a lightsaber his speed would have been considerable, it was an unnecessary advantage for him. He fought wars, not just rancors. Speed was a necessity and he had plenty of it. They mistook the axe's lack of presence, as a lack of weapons. His shield gauntlet wouldn't help much against a vibro-blade, but instead a blade extended from the brace on his arm matching their own and swiftly turning them away before striking back at them in turn.

A second later the axe would return to his hand, but instead of striking with it, he took in a breath, and roared. This time the roar carried with it the force in the form of Force Bellow, ripping the ground and structures apart in its path. It might not collapse a sturdy building, but it very easily could send things flying and wreak havoc on the eardrums of anything in its path, if they had those. In truth he wasn't sure, it was the impact he was hoping would give him room to re-analye the situation.

They were dangerous, and seemed fairly intelligent. He'd give them that. Even as seemingly just the foot-soldiers the graug were presenting more intelligence than he'd seen with the Byrn. It was almost a nice change of pace in truth, with the byrn'adul it was strength to strength, but on top of his strength he had intelligence, which meant with the exception of some of their true warriors and not just brutes he was always at the advantage. On the other hand when handling most species that had little over him but sometimes equipment or intelligence, and he well outclassed them in power and skill. These Graug were organized, physically able, and seemingly intelligent. One to one they were still ultimately fodder to him, but he wasn't here fighting them one to one. And they didn't intend to fight one to one. So that didn't really matter. You don't claim superiority by being better than a creatures arm unless you sever it yourself.

So he'd cut off as many of these fingers as he was able.


Equipment:
heklerkok-tdl-1-tempest (strapped to his back, extra ammunition on straps.)
PS-1 Particle Shotgun at his side with extra ammunition on belt and legs
t-7-vibro-brace (left arm.)
g-11-shield-gauntlet (right arm)
Hekler'Kok LA-2 Light Armor (Isn't wearing shoes, helmet, or gloves.)
The Beast: (in hand)
 
Location: Loovria

Tags:
Allies; Rocho Rocho | CETCOM CETCOM | Laertia Io Laertia Io
Opposition; Sisserith | Kregdakka Skull'kullektah

Equipment

Firing and reloading, Vyn and his Medic were doing what they could to hold back the onslaught of forces. He'd dumped two more power cells and his medic was out entirely, at this point it was numbers over power and they were losing.

"Start Climbing down I'll cover y-"An object made contact with Vyn's head, a loud sound rang out as metal against metal contact was made, he stumbled a few steps his ears ringing inside his helmet. Regaining his footing he looked to the floor, a cooking pot had been thrown with velocity towards his head. The Iridonian looked back to his medic ready to leave, just as a Fire bottle made impact, shattering, and engulfing his last team member in flames, bellowing followed as he stumbled off the wall into the colosseum, to be bashed to death.

Vyn was alone, raising his blaster he backed towards the edge of the wall a few more bolts into a Graug to his left, it dropped off the wall lifeless, He turned to his right watching another swung a broken pipe down into his head, the ringing returned. "Fething" Bringing the rifle upwards, but not as a ranged weapon, he hit the creature in the jaw, he'd felt the bone break behind the blow causing it to stumble. Vyn then pulled out his Vibro knife and jabbed it into the base of the creature's skull.

With what was becoming a heavy headache, he reloaded and turned his rifle back into the pistol configuration. The whole hoard was on their way at this point, looking down into the arena and the mechanoid being Vyn figured it was time to go. The J.A.M.R kicked in Vyn pulled out his remaining thermal detonators and shot back into the air, moving away from the arena wall. Throwing the explosives towards the hoard, the first flying to the closest group, the next two flew wildly into the arena.

Vyn descended backward, his movement rig controlling his fall to the street floor, as he pulled himself up more combatants were coming his way, The Iridonian, unholstered his blaster giving them a few bolts before taking off down the alley.
 
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Isacc's hud lit up as his parabolic guides detected the launched Sonic Grenade, and his wireless Droid Source Ripper transmitted a signal to its Electronics, deactivating it. But there was no way he could do the same to the plasma grenade in time.

He managed to dive back, but the explosion still caught him, flinging him backward violently and skidding on the pavement, damaging one of his Photo receptors, and totaled his S5A, but not his DMR. His chassis was scorched and severely scratched and he rose up.

He spotted her, and whipped out his Multi-Damage Rifle, calculating the best shot, a squeezed the trigger, though the blast had disrupted his accuracy protocols so it was not guaranteed.

"DIRTY GRENADE SPAMMING MOTHERFU--"

The last word in his sentence was drowned out by the sound of explosions and fighting.

Sisserith
 

Sisserith

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Location: Outpost, Strako - Loovria
Dialogue Legend: <"ur-Kittât"> │ “Galactic Basic”
Direct Engagement: Laertia Io Laertia Io

No more camping. No more passivity. She had seized the advantage and now, it was time to press it while the window of opportunity still existed.

Briefly covering her eyes as the plasma grenade went off, Sisserith unleashed an earsplitting, bloodthirsty howl as she immediately leveled her pistol towards the Nuetralizer’s likely-fallen form and squeezed off a quartet of high-explosive slugs aimed to strike the droid in both of its legs, two for each, intended to remove its mobility. Simultaneously, the Sithspawn closed the distance from 24 meters to less than ten meters, doing so with nigh-unbelievable speed in the process. Embracing the rush of adrenaline coursing through her nerves, the Sithspawn’s innate bloodthirst rose to the fore as she sought to put down this droid who had slain Graug and Ologuren warriors many times bigger and badder than her.

To return with a trophy from a Nuetralizer would ensure that none would attempt to eat her and by extension, any Seseli, ever again.


  • Sisserith covers her eyes as the plasma grenade goes off. Then, she immediately fires a quartet of high-explosive slugs from her pistol while Isacc is still on the ground, likely before he can initiate a counterattack.
    • Two shots are aimed to strike the left leg and two are aimed for the right. She intends to disable render Isacc immobile.
    • Simultaneously, Sisserith runs to close the distance from 24 meters to less than ten meters between her and the Nuetralizer. She is fast.
 
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