Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20160708180726/@comment-25389303-20160710071824

The initial surprise of the ambush had costed Hector, but once the battle had begun to pick up speed he felt himself falling into a comfortable rhythm. Changing Rolling Thunder into a shotgun, he stabbed one of his attackers in the gut with his bayonette and slice another across the throat with his knife.

He quickly pivoted, expecting a strike from one of the robot's golden blades, but cursed when he found that it had instead turned its attention to the retreating Syndicate members, who were quickly abandoning Hector's mercenaries as they covered their escape. As the machine aimed a stab at the Dragon's back he fired a shotgun blast into the back of its knee, causing it to stumble and miss. It collapsed to one knee as it struggled to give chase, buying him enough time to leap forward and tackle it to the ground with a mighty shoulder charge.

Unfortunately, he had had misjudged how much speed was required and ended up carrying both himself and his opponent over the steep hillside, causing him to stumble and curse as he lost his footing. The golden-green android reached out and sunk its claws into Hector's armour, bringing him down with it as they disappeared into the underbrush.

Meanwhile, Smiler grunted in pain as three of the six bullets smashed into him, the other three he managed to deflect with the flat of his blade before they landed. His Aura saved absorbed the projectiles easily enough, but it still left a painful sting and gave his target enough time to escape.

"Well," he muttered, "that was an interesting party trick."

A few minutes later, Smiler finished off the last of Hector's men with a plunge of his dagger into the man's chest. He kept the two Syndicate members they had captured alive to torture for information later, but was disappointed that he would be unable to do the same to the Dragon herself.

"Smiler," said one of his associates, as members of the Patched flooded the scene and began stripping the corpses of anything valuable, "If we pursue them we may be able to catch up before they reach their escape vehicles."

He looked back to where the Dragon and her followers had disappeared, as if considering it, but then shook his head.

"They may have more of their friends hiding somewhere. Bring the prisoners and their equipment. I've got a report to make back at the base."