"Sir Lanius..."
As the Coustwell rounded back upon its foe, it would have been met with a terrifying sight. One of the W-Horns had been drawn and swung in his direction, its pointed tip breaking apart to reveal a crackling, glowing barrel of power that illuminated the features of both machines. William's voice came through over the communications array, surprisingly calm as he offered a single word:
"Duck."
Frakk!
A concentrated blast of Dimensional Energy lanced overhead - large enough on its own to easily envelop the Coustwell - but instead it narrowly scraped him, traveling up and away, to strike-
...Something.
Something that was, very importantly... Not him. In the distance, there was a small explosion, and to the Coustwell's long range sensors, the forms of several scattering green, wing-like shapes would have appeared, now beating a hasty retreat into the void as the Sapphiard replaced the weapon, now focused on the retreating Opus units.