All systems go. The repairs she'd made to the Reddler were going to be put to the test... right after she'd finished them. Why not? The purple dragon stomped its way out of its hanger prison, picking up needed speed. Thrusters kicked in with a simple flick of the finger, and dark wings beat itself against the air. Just like that, the metal beast was freeing itself of the ground and beginning to climb in altitude.

More thrusters were flicked routinely as they ascended higher and higher, the pilot leaning back in her seat somewhat as the pressure grew to familiarity. So far, so good. Now, to level the thing. The dragon gave another heave of its black wings, righting itself obediently and crying out its triumph to the winds. Yes, it seemed like it was fixed! The woman grinned sharply, spurring her zoid forward into a testing speed, breaking into mach two with ease. The full speed was mach three, but whether her patch job was going to shatter at such pressure was the question.

No, full speed on. Everything seemed level. There was only one more thing she needed to test. Battle. Those silly little ground zoids were everywhere nowadays; maybe she could find one.

Alignment: Imperial
Height: 6 meters
Length: 17 meters
Weight: 34 tons
Top Speed: Mach 3


Statistics

HP: 230
EP: 15
AM: 40
DF: 20

Weapons:
Alloy Talons
-AT: 50
- EP: 2

Sharpened Alloy Tail Spike
-AT: 60
-EP: 3