It’s one of the bigger, four armed golems, and while an arm is hit, little damage seems done as it does let go, but only to rise up into the docking bay. It was at least twice the size of the other ones.
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Eva nods.
“Then we are passing familiar with it, or at least I am. And what was your name again?”
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On one hand, Rex was annoyed that any conflict with Ochazuke would be interrupted. On the other hand, he was hungry and this four-armed foe might prove to be an appetizer.
"You have my attention, but will you be worth it?"
Wisps of energy surrounded his reptilian body, the whispers of sorrow and rage from the dead seeping into the air around him as he stepped out from the hole the golem had so rudely dragged him into. Rushing forth, Rex would poke and prod the enemy with half-hearted punches and kicks, looking more to gauge the strength of the golem rather than seeking to end the fight. It was like a cat playing with a mouse before eating it.
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"As I previously stated, I am Shōchū of the Last Call..."
After saying that, she got the feeling that Eva had really meant, what was your name before?
"Before my conversion and before the Beast attacked, my name was Ogatan Hibachi."
'Azura it is, then. I'm Parsley.'
She did raise a good point. All of this technology could do wonders if it was put to good use. And it would have been a shame to just let all of these unique ships get vaporized in the pending explosion.
Very well; it was settled. Parsley nodded and set Azura and her ax down again. Then, it a blur of speed followed by a golden tail, she dashed from one end of the docks to the other, often doubling back for that thing she couldn't get the first time around. In the end, she acquired three ships of undetermined use, a pile of Ultra Katchin, bits of technology for the Saiyans on Turrip to play with and attempt to replicate, and... a small piece of torn metal in the shape of a heart.
The entire ransacking only took a few seconds.
"There. I think that's everything." Everything except the heart-shaped piece of metal was gathered into one pile ready for capsuling.
".....I guess that makes sense." Held replied, reluctantly. He was not particularly pleased to have his concentration thrown off, but--
"No harm no foul, I suppose." He concluded, "Although I'll have to figure out a way to sense that technique before you actually appear...I don't like being taken by surprise..."
Held looked at the former monster, clearly unimpressed as his spear went through the beast, before embedding itself in the wall behind it. Or rather, that would have been what happened had the Nevadian focused his energy into the weapon before he loosed it, Tasures arrival throwing off his technique.
As it was in reality, the spear bounced harmlessly off of the wall with as much force as it hit, hitting the floor, sliding not far from where he stood.
The Nevadian blinked awkwardly as his friend approached him, clearly suffering greatly from the loss of his clothing. It was at once amusingly fortunate that his wounds seemed to be so limited, and unfortunate, as it was somewhat chilly.
"Well...I guess good news on the one hand, must be bad on the other, huh? Maybe you can stun the things into submission by showing them the fruits of your labors.." Held replied to his friend, a nostalgic smirk across his face, "Although, now that you mention it....Between the ship, and the Gollums, and someone trying to capture Jinzi, I've got a real case of....Deja'Vu, I think you humans call it?"
He laughed slightly, still somewhat weary from the days events. "Of course, if Damask wasn't so kind to have so glaring a weakness as these things did...If they had, we might have ended the Red Raiders before they began getting in our way, huh?"
The Nevadian bent over, picking up his spear, looking at it with a sigh. He then looked behind Zaofan, before shrugging.
"Stay still for a second?"
He reversed the grip, so that the point of the blade was aimed towards him, before he threw it at the wall in front of him, his aim adjusted so that it hit the diagonal corner of the room.
The strength of the impact was such that the spear rebounded mightily, and the point of the blade slammed through three of the creatures, walking in single file behind Zao Fan, hoping--Eventually-- to attack him, before the weak point, instantly rendering them as soup.
The spear zoomed past the earnest chef by mere inches, sailing by his left side.
The Nevadian caught the spear by its base, somewhat dejected.
"It almost feels like a waste to use it on these guys..."
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After healing Sarada and checking with the others, Nevanlinna was left with little of importance to do. And so, she examined the blasted remains of the room. A significant portion of the room and its contents was destroyed, but... there was some salvageable material--mostly the katchin-like material that was all over this facility. While she was not one given to petty thievery, such a bounty was too much of a temptation, and she began gathering any relatively intact pieces of the stuff that she could find. Of course, Vaikuntha was eminently suited for storing such things.
Once satisfied, she took one last look at the blasted room and made her exit, following the path the others had taken...
OOC: Cleric, did she find anything useful?
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Praxat is about to head towards the Coldlight when her power armor freezes up. " starting the cooling process. All systems will be temporarily shut down until the cooling process is complete. The cooling process will take approximately five minutes," a computerized voice said.
" Althena I need you to carry me to the Coldlight because my power armor's joints are locked up," Praxat said.
Althena heads towards Praxat and picks up Praxat with a right arm and places her on her right shoulder. Althena then rushes towards the entrance of the Coldlight.
Praxat's third eyelids start to close as she begins to lose consciousness. Her overheated power armor has caused her skin to dry up. The lack of moisture on her skin is making it hard for Praxat to breathe inside her power armor.
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Ishtar nodded. 'Fitting. I am Ishtar.'
Ishtar watched the flurry of movement -- and theft, so much theft -- and couldn't help but chuckle. "Delightful." And when it was all said and done, Parsley in possession of her share; Ishtar made off with the remaining ships and deposited everything in several capsules.
"Best we make our way to the others, I suppose."
Grabbing Parsley, and Azura then; the Oni teleported the trio to the Coldlight in preparation to depart. Only to blink, when she saw the tidal wave of Golems.
"Parsley ..." the Oni said, slowly. "Do you think we should 'borrow' a few ?"
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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Sasheem phases through the floor and circles back around until he's behind the golem. Once he is, he wraps his arms around the monster and suplexes it....though he activates his phasing and takes them both through multiple floors.
The Majin intends to exit the asteroid until both are dumped out in space.
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