“I’m sorry! I’ll kill that guy if he keeps this up,” Defender says, pointing to the portal-Knight.
He stumbles to his feet, obviously in pain. His armor is scratched, and sparks flash from one knee.
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“I don’t carry immobility devices.” Backblast says, lobbing a couple grenades at the Knight.
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Ah, so it looks like I’m dealing with a heavier sort of enemy, Stormwind thought as he vaulted over the impromptu barrier, converting his blades into his broadsword and taking out his shield as he flew over the wall, the air whipping past him.
Carefully angling his leap so that he would land directly on top of the crazed magic user, Stormwind prepared to strike.
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On the same battlefield, but a different location, Updraft lay, broken and bruised, but alive. She let out a groan as her internal systems scrambled to compensate for the damage she’d taken. Indeed, it’d take a while and maybe some external repairs to get the Scholar back on her feet again.
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Defender glanced over, seeing the damage he’d caused. He gets to his feet, sparks arcing from his body, energon leaking from his wounds. Pure rage glows in his eyes as he looks at the remaining arsonists.
“Let’s see how you magic users like some hand-to-hand fighting,” he growls, his battle mask hanging limply from his face, like the skin off a corpse. He draws the barrel of his cannon like a club, the turret forming a head that looks quite heavy. He turns towards the portal-Knight.
“Draw your sword, and face me! No magic, just strength and weapons.”
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The Knight’s eyes twitched over to their direction. With a flick of his wrist another spectral cosmic gate appears, swallowing the grenades and disappearing. Only for another to open a fraction of a second later, throwing the grenades back out at the two artificers.
Stormwind manages to land directly on top of Fecto. His blades dug directly into his shoulders, and the crazed alchemist shouted in pain, dropping his hammer. He completely failed to notice Defeander’s challenge, seeing as he was too busy getting stabbed.
“Oh no! I’ve been struck! Whatever shall I do?” The mage said with the tone of a poor actor. He cracked a manic grin and began cackling wildly. Stormwind’s swords then began to violently spark and crackle with alchemic energy.
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“Maybe give up?”
Defender swings his weapon like a golf club, the blow aimed at the space between the mage’s legs.
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“Not if I get him first,” Bulwark growls, laying eyes upon the spectral Knight. His spark burns with righteous fury, and he picks his sword up from the broken street beneath him. The behemoth’s back-jet thrums to life again, and he charges at the traitor (@ValkyriePrimal).
Coppeweb yelps and dashes to the side, out of the path of the redirected explosives. Falling onto his front, he sees another enormous Knight running for the portal-master.
“What if we let that big guy distract him?” he suggests to Backblast (@BlackBeltGamer98). “We could move in while he’s occupied and hit him before he can make another portal, maybe.”
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“Sounds as good a plan as any!” Backblast yells.
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At this point, Stormwind was now thoroughly irritated with the cackling magic user.
“Still resorting to your tricks, eh?” the Knight quipped dryly, wrenching his blade out of the crimson maniac even as he converted it back into its dual-sword form. But he wasn’t done yet. Putting his shield away, Stormwind swiped downwards toward the frenzied mage’s head in an attempt to knock him out, or stun him with the flat of one of his blades. If that didn’t work, the silver-armored Knight would stab down at his shoulders or back to try and get some sort of leverage point.
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Stormwind manages to slightly daze the mage for less than a moment, but Defeander was able to knock him flat on his aft.
“Slag!” Fecto shouted.
“Stupid useless son of a-”
The small black and pink shouted from a distance. She popped out from behind her cover and rapidly fired at Rotorstorm with her hand gun.
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With his attention focused on the artificers, Bulwark actually manages to catch the cosmic knight off guard. At the last possible moment he opened a portal behind him to dodge the massive warrior’s charge, but it was a moment too late. Bulwark crashes into the traitor and both are flung through the gate. Another portal opens a short distance away and both knights are sent crashing through the wall of the Hall of Records. Toppling a massive bookshelf and sending countless volumes of history and study scattered across the ground, finding themselves among the broken shards of what used to be a wall.
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“All right, slug. Put your hands behind your head, or you’ll get another one to the face,” Defender growls. His optics have changed to having a reddish tint, being a mixture of orange and blue glow behind his battle mask. He points the barrel of his cannon directly at the Mage’s face.
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Metal, glass, and concrete wash over Bulwark’s body as he crashes through the wall and tumbles through a bookshelf. Taking a hand off the hilt of his sword, he throws a punch at the side of the traitor-Knight’s head as the two fall.
Meanwhile, Coppeweb transforms into his helicopter mode and darts toward the hole that the dueling Knights had just made, aiming to capitalize upon the diversion as planned.
“Looks like this is our chance!” he says to Backblast (@BlackBeltGamer98)
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Backblast rushes to try and get in melee with the traitor Knight, using the P. O. K. E. If it was recharged, he’d fire of its gravity blast right on his head, otherwise…well, it’s still a massive hammer.
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“Alright, alright, let’s not do anything hasty here.”
The mage said nervously, slowly raising his hands up.
“Let’s just talk this out and- HYA”
He quickly slammed an open hand down on to the ground. Using his alchemy he vaporized the bricks under his hand and created a small but dense cloud of dust. With his enemy distracted he rolled over and got back to his feet, putting some distance between himself and the knight.
Though with all his attention focused on Defender, he had left himself open to any passers by who might attack him from behind.
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Bulwark’s fist hit the strange knight square in the cheek. The force of the blow slamming his head into the ground.
The force from Backblast’s shockwave would send both warriors flying. Bulwark would no doubt crash through and obliterate several more towering book shelves. The traitor knight meanwhile opened a portal behind him as he sailed through the air. A moment later another portal opened a fair distance away from the two artificers and the knight. The cosmic warrior dropped out and landed gracefully, finally regaining his footing.
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(That strike was straight down, like Whack a Mole)
Backblast pursues the traitor Knight, moving erratically as he did.
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“Ugh.”
Defender spun around, his gun no longer aimed. He blinked, dust flying from his face.
“Tell me where that guy is, and I can guarantee he won’t get far.”
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As Bulwark smashes through yet another row of shelves, he hopes to Primus that all the information on the records he’s destroying is backed up somewhere. Destroying history would be rather unknightly.
He hits a support column and flops onto his front, groaning. The armor on his left leg is now almost completely destroyed, and the rest of his body his thoroughly battered as well.
Coppeweb, still in his vehicle mode, hovers in front of the hole in the wall made by Bulwark. Panels under his cockpit pull back to allow a machine gun to unfurl, and the artificer opens fire upon the traitor-Knight.
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The Good Doctor, having been forgotten in the commotion, came upon quite the chaotic battlefield. Upon approaching the dust cloud, he flipped down his mask and got to work. He cranked the Carbon and Hydrogen valves on his spray, adjusted the treatment, and flicked the spark switch. With a roar flames jetted from the end of his sprayer, the Kerosene mixture igniting and burning the sand mid-air. He carefully swung back and forth with the weapon, cutting a swath through the cloud and advanced towards the apparent hostile.
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The strange knight opened another portal behind him and stepped back, vanishing into the cosmic gate only for it to close a moment later. Leaving Coppeweb’s machinegun fire to spray through what remained of the area, and possibly hitting Backblast in the back.
The dust cloud quickly dissipated, and Dr. Long Hoe was close enough to singe the attacker’s back.
“Hey!” He shouted with pain and surprise. “Two on one hardly seems fair.” The deranged sorcerer stomped his foot on the ground and raised a wall of stone behind him.
The black and pink fembot meanwhile decided to focus on a new target. From a distance she fired three pistol rounds at the doctor, trying to hit one of his tanks.
“I ask for one thing. One simple thing! A quiet operation and a clean exit. And you idiots can’t even manage that!” A new voice roared as another knight stepped out from a nearby staircase. Another black armored warrior. This time trimmed and accented in gold. His build was large and imposing. He had three prominent points on the top of his head, like a crown, and large shoulder pauldrons each with three curved spikes.
The strange cosmic knight appeared beside him.
“My apologies Volas. Though for what its worth, what little opposition we have met seems to be rather disorganized.”
“Any sign of the Primes?” Asked the black and gold knight.
“None yet. Though I can’t imagine they’re too far away by now.”
“Very well then. I’ve gotten what we need. Lets gather the others and get out as soon as we can.”
Luckily for Bulwark, neither of the traitor knights seemed to have noticed him just yet.
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Stormwind managed to utter a “Ha!” in triumph before the pink invader’s blasts hit him, staggering the silver Knight a bit and making the dents on his heavily armored exterior just a little bit deeper.
Quickly, he ducked backwards and rolled into a crouch behind a nearby chunk of rubble. Stormwind contemplated transforming into helicopter mode to get a better view of the current suboptimal proceedings but discarded the thought almost as soon as it had formed. Might need to get that engine fixed first, he thought, then considered a different approach.
Or perhaps not. It seemed the pink and black one had gotten distracted by one of the other civilians come to help.
With a wry grin underneath his faceplate, Stormwind seized his chance. The Knight began running towards the pink raider in a zigzag pattern to avoid any potential fire, unfolding his laser guns out of his arms yet again and letting loose another onslaught of shots directed right at his target.
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