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"step one... find the weekness and exploit it."
kryxel said"that pain you feel is what makes you know you are alive."
(...he shots you in the leg then strangles you.)

Aerclayr glanced at Marth's body once again. He opened his mouth to speak-

BANG! A lone bullet pierced the mercenary's skull. After a moment of swaying, Aerclayr fell to the ground.

Behind him stood a grim-faced Blake, holding a Single Action Army - a relic of a gun that was ancient even in the Twenty-first Century.

"V-vexis," Aerclayr uttered, then ceased movement.

Blake knelt down, clasping Marth's shoulder with his hands. "Marth... Marth... what will I do? What will Maggie do?"

Blake ignored the machine, ignored the enemy machines, ignored everything. He just looked at the corpse, sorrowful and disheartened. "Marth saved my life, so many times... we've been friends since I first went to that decrepit planet...."

Rosa just watched from a distance, her attention on other matters currently. Rosa was built to protect...to defend innocent beings, no matter the cost, and she had failed to do so...so did it make her a defective tool to feel somewhat guilty on the issue? Damien and Kira had created a machine, a weapon, but instead, they failed...their weapon had evolved and faltered just as a living person does.

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To Vexis' displeasure, she ran into a Myna unit all right, actually, 5 Mynas to be exact. "s**t!" Vexis dodged out the way of the first one, but immediately got caught up in the attack of another. Vexis turned to mist, trying to escape the many androids. She phased through each wall she saw, gradually losing the Mynas one at a time. She finally reached the outside, only to be confronted with a few more androids. "Oh COME ON!! Theres got to be ONE place where these things aren't wandering around!" Vexis practically growled at the androids that now chased her down the street, although Vexis learned one thing with this experience -turning intangible while running certainly made a good exercise.

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Rosa was brought to attention at something further up the road, more Mynas and some unknown force were at the very edge of where her radar could reach. "Stay here...enemy threat approaching..." Rosa warned Blake, then ran off ahead to attack.

Blake glared at the force, but did not leave Marth's side. Instead, he pulled the sword out... causing a sound he did not wish to hear every again... and laid it beside Marth.

"How will I tell Maggie...?"

Matt stood, then made as if to wield his weapon. Swinging it, Matt then spun away, having feinted an attack. Using his turn as momentum, Matt threw the stun-sword at Kryxel, something the neko would not have expected whether he had fallen for the feint or not.

Matt took the sword back begrudgingly. "Honestly. I've never fought a day of my life... against anyone bigger than a three-year-old... and I've certainly never won a fight in my life. You can't expect me to learn anything just trying to beat someone who is stronger, faster, and more experienced than me, also one who can shape-shift?"

Matt then mumbled a few ugly words in the language of Italian. While it sounded very beautiful, the meaning was decidedly not. These comments were not directed at Kryxel, however, just the meanderings of a natural-born complainer.

Blake watched as Vexis and Rosa approached his location (or were they walking away?), but they didn't seem to be interesting in him per se. Where was Jad? The Dark Eagle had run out of targets... no more Myna were flying around.

Whether more of them were present, Blake did not know. He locked the Dark Eagle, of course, and he doubted there was a weapon in existence that could break Pyresian armor. ...Well, a weapon in human possession.

Matt dropped the sword in disgust. "Not my style."

The cabin boy began walking away, fed up with stupid 'training,' but stopped as a weapon held on a rack caught his eye. And did not release it.

Matt walked up to a large stave, examining the weaponry with awe. "Kryxel, what is this weapon?"