Cable Cutters (Shroud II - Tyr/Lukas)

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Drawing close to the mountain facility, the dark form of the Jinrai thundered across the earth with a swiftness that defied its size. So far, everything was going smoothly despite the intervention of the Institute... In only moments, he and Sigrid would be on top of their objective, the very heart of the UN itself... and with it, the lynchpin of the Directory's control over the solar system.

But of course, Hyperion had already factored into his calculations:

It wouldn't be that easy.

In the distance, a cloud of smoke and dust roared across the battlefield as a massive form emerged from the cloud, its twin emerald eyes glowing as it turned its gaze in their direction. Within the cockpit, Eliza Kruger's small body shook, and she clutched at the form of the Chimera Card inserted into her pilot suit. It hurt. It hurt, it hurt, it hurt. But it was so good. This was the power of a Sphere!

"Terrorist scum...!" She spat;

"I'll CRUSH YOU!"

The Lemures Test Type caught sight of its prey, and begun lurching towards them, sending miniature earthquakes across the battlefield with every step.

"So that's the Institute's new weapon, then?"

He couldn't help but marvel at the situation playing out before him - normally, this would be an ideal time to carry out data collection but the way things were unfolding, they had to finish this quickly - before the real troops arrived. The Jinrai accelerated as missiles from their Godzilla-like nemesis rained down around the two, sending up a hail of explosions, its black form dodging frantically between the blasts.

To make matters worse, hurtling towards the two was the extraordinarily distinct form of the Gun Ares, its small size disguising a threat that was perhaps even greater than the monstrosity towering overhead. Peals of Dimensional Energy crackled between the two Institute machines as their cores resonated, sending waves of multicolored energy pulsating into the world around them - ripples in the fabric of reality as the Spheres sang.
 
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Ashley's charge forced Sigrid to defend herself, finally tearing her away from firing at Resolution's engines any longer. The linear railgun was hastily put away, freeing Jaohm's left hand to clutch the scythe as well. Like a bull that had seen red.

A very dangerous bull, she amended as the Jaohm barely dodged the first few blows, the edge of Ashley's saber almost touching the Masouki's surface. But the first time the edge grew mid swing she was forced to block it with the length of the scythe, the contact cutting into the shaft but not cleaving it in two.

Sigrid took that opportunity to shoot at her enemy with the beam cannon in Jaohm's chest before letting the slash by harmlessly.

She was getting pressured too much to go on the offensive as Ashley kept her assault.

The shaft of the scythe had been inflicted with a few more notches by the time Sigrid got her chance. Jaohm dipped under a wide horizontal slash, and engines flaring flew past Ashley. While passing the other Real Sigrid swung her scythe, edge glowing a bright blue, at the shell.

Seriously. Why a shell of all things? Surely they could make a machine that didn't have its head pierced and didn't carry massive baggage in the form of a shell? It got more in the way than her scythe.
 
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Jaohm's beam cannon burned a deep gouge into the Scorpion's chest, but Ashley didn't seem to care - not until the scythe cut into the shell. Then she Screamed. Pain seemed to transfer directly from the shell into her body, causing pilot and machine to cry out in a horrific chorus.

"BITCH!"

As the twin screams echoed over the battlefield the Scorpion reeled around to face the Jaohm - as if the shell was tugging the machine, rather than the other way round. The Scaffold edge lashed out once more - swiftly growing to match the new range and slicing away in the direction of Jaohm's engines. That irritating elemental was too fast, buzzing around her like an annoying bug.

A bug that needed to be swatted.
 

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Eliza, for her part, had her sights set on the Jinrai as it danced about before her. Part of her thought that something as large as that shouldn't be able to move so quickly - but the fact that the Lemures was able to move at all could only be attributed to the Artificial Sphere. Still... Now was the moment to demonstrate the fruits of her research! Friends of Ana or not, she couldn't afford to hold back!

There was a terrible mechanical whine as the twin drills on the machine's arms roared to life, the Lemures accelerating with a burst of its thrusters as it brought one titanic, whirling pillar of death crashing down into the path of the black machine. It impacted the earth, shattering it, sending cracks in all directions - and hit home, brutally grinding apart the Jinrai's chest as it was pounded violently into the ground, sending up a cloud of grey smoke.

"Hahahaha! How's that? You're no match for the power of a Sphere Reactor-!"

The victorious laugh died in her throat, giving way to a strangled gasp as she lifted the drill.

Rather than a mangled corpse, little more remained of the Jinrai than...

...A log? Admittedly, half of it was ground away into splinters, but for the briefest of moments she wondered if it was some kind of prank. She stared at it for a moment, dumbfounded, before a voice called to her from above.

"What use is strength-"

Unable to help itself, the Lemures' massive head turned skyward. Framed against the moon, the blade of the Jinrai glinted as it came crashing down, like the avenging bolt of an angry God.

"-without SKILL?"

The sword sunk deep into the face of the Lemures - and the Dynamic General's thrusters ignited, throwing all of its weight below as it ripped the weapon down, slashing clean through DEI's monster from head to toe. Within the cockpit, Eliza let out a single, fearful cry that - perhaps, assisted in some way by the Sphere - seemed to reverberate across the battlefield.

"A-Ana!"​

Explosions crackled across the Test Type's frame as it stumbled back, black and emerald smoke billowing from the gaping wound sliced across its body as it began to collapse, joints groaning and creaking as they snapped under the (now all-too-real) weight of its construction - a slow motion fall from grace. The Jinrai dropped expertly to the earth behind it, sword sliding back into its sheath with a gentle clink before it was accelerating away again - this time, making a beeline for the facility.

No more time could be wasted on Sigrid, or Ashley for that matter. He would just have to hope the young woman could hold her own against that demon machine for just a minute longer...
 
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The dual screams of Ashley and her machine disoriented Sigrid as she tried to recover some distance between the two. But more than the loud voices hitting her ears there was a deep sense of wrongness in the yell that distracted her. "No need to be rude!" She huffed back at her foe.

What the hell was that thing and why would someone ever willingly pilot that? Surely even a blind bird could see that it shouldn't be messed with.

So distracted, despite Jaohm's faster speed she was almost too late, Ashley's lash almost hitting the engines. But at the last second Jaohm turned, blocking the swing with the scythe's shaft.

Yet, in her haste, the strike landed on one of the marks the previous assault had left on the scythe, and, after some resistance, cleaved it in two and cutting a gash across Jaohm's chest.

Sigrid threw the two halves of the broken weapon down towards the ground, and focused.

Luckily, she had been prepared for something like this. Jaohm's left arm was in front of its chest as the wind in front of it began to pick up significantly, moving with Jaohm. It intensified until there was a clear tornado whirling and spinning in front of the Masouki.

Then, with an outwards burst the tornado dispersed, revealing a gleaming sword that the waiting arm grasped firmly.

She wasn't any worse with the Discutter than what she was with the scythe. If anything she felt more comfortable with it.