Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140706143435/@comment-24487330-20140719003546

Nikolai's gesture brought Camo's psyche back into balance, and the smile faded from his face almost immediately. It unsettled him to realize how quickly he had been fixated on his targets, and he failed to suppress a slight shudder. He took a deep breath before responding, "Yeah...Yeah, I'm fine. The construct sure maneuvers well...much better than I'd expected."

A moment later, the Deathstalker drone appeared in the arena and prepared to strike. Knowing that this particular creature of Grimm had extensive reach thanks to its stinger, Camo backed the mech away and fired off a salvo from the launchers on its shoulders. Whatever impact it might've had, so long as the target was still active, he'd spin up the minigun again and train his fire on the beast's face, hoping to drive it away under the torrent of bullets...