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"One problem, Degs. It's below the Boardwalk and we're above. We've got to bring it to us, as Ican't exactly go to it like this."

And Allen was still charging. By now, the brightness was getting to a point where it'd possibly blind anyone looking if thier eyes weren't protected. Like Allen and his sunglasses. Still, they were about 30-40 feet from the battle at the moment. And already Allen was trying to figure how fast he could cover that distance if he had too, and if his charge would hold that long.

Gamma fell to burns and the beam continued traveling. It did not go on infinitely though - it seemed to just cancel out after about fourty feet of distance.

And then it got beat up from both sides. One by Gammu who were gunning from the walk at a near impossible angle (Being that Null was under the Walk). Luck was on his side though as he managed to hit the creature's stubby leg as Flare's fire hit the back and it was thrown forward.

Combo attacks were the devil!

Unfortunately for all present - this had a mixed effect. Throwing the creature into a sort of spin as it fell over. A long diagonal slash down the boardwalk's row of support beams on one side that sent the the entire thing careening down and at an angle.

Even worse when the creature did finally get around and started to fall onto its back - wings wildly flapping and throwing it all over - as the continued beam shot all up and burned away long random lines all up on the boardwalk.

Degs and Allen were too far away to be effected by the attack - though the boardwalk starting to collapse might effect them.

Gamma was fine since he was down there with the egg.

Flare; being in the air all depended on how far up she was. If she were hovering at around boardwalk level - which was most likely for her to attack - then she might have to do some work to escape a beam as it flew by her twice, once verticle and once horizontal as the thing flailed. If her reflexes were good she would be fine.

As for Gammu - who was most likely firing down through Null's hole in the boardwalk...either he did some fast foot-work to dodge or he was ******** as Null's beam ravaged that area of the way.

The angle had been absurd to fire at, instead of opting to go back to the hole that was first made he had leaned over the side, using his sensors to be able to aim at such an odd vantage point. Too bad his mass and leaning where tearing apart the railing, but that was the least of his worries as the entire support structure beneath him toppled.

Pitched over head first Gammu was falling to the ground, landing roughly on his shoulder his feet soon came after his back hitting. His last thought reminding him of the falling walkway he rolled a meter. A fine layer of sand kicked up from the collaspe dusted his armour as he slowly stood.

The armour could take a lot of punishment, and so could the body within as combat stimulants were pumped through his veins. Bringing up the shotgun he glanced over at Gamma who seemed all right. Looking back he saw the last of the light show slicing its way through the sections of boardwalk.

Only about a second after Charles had sprinted forwards, Allen followed, his glowing hands trailing behind him. This put him directly behind the Resonance that Degs had used, ready to attack. Which he did, his gauntleted fists slamming into Null with about as much force as a small car going 60mph. With each fist. And the blows kept coming, most of them angled downwards do Null wouldn't just fly away. One blow, then a second third and fourth. And, with a second to ready himself, a fifth and final blow directly on the wound Degs would have caused.

He could have gone longer using his Soul Strike if he'd been closer, but those swift blows were all that were left after his charge. As it was, he did a quick Accelerate afterwards to kick himself off backwards, moving closer to where Degs was again.

"...game over."

This was a weakness Gamma and Gammu might have noticed earlier. This thing just kind of sucked in the field of movement - on land. Add to that its relatively low intellect and you had something.

Easily the creature could have released its beam - unfolded its wings - and then used them to push itself up. That would have been the easiest thing to do. Problem was - it totally did not want to do that.

Instead it continued to flop back and forth and cutting out huge chunks of the walk over their heads. These proceeded to collapse as a danger to all. If anything it would soon collapse on them directly and probably crush them.

It would have happened immediately except for the newest distraction. Charles's (GM Note: Sorry for saying Degs all this time) attack hit home on the things side and cut a deep slash into its side that would be stopped around the middle of the egg - obviously it had something hard enough to stop the attack inside of it.

This was followed in by Allen's pounding on it with his charged up gauntlets. The his on the creatures shell did not do a whole lot of good. They did inspire it to retract its wings from the firm hold and attempt to slash Allen. Chances are he would have come out with at least a minor cut before accelerating away.

The hit that went into the cut though - that one would be a pain. Allen would probably feel the goo that his hand touched on even as it started to spray out of the creature. His gauntlet would undoubtably be covered in a sickly yellow essence of this thing.

Which was currently in the process of rolling up to a stand with its wings as the stuff poured out of its ravaged side. Obviously there was a difference for this thing between bullets and being slashed - between punching and doing so after a cut.

It certainly seemed unsteady as its side continued to gradually fall apart and in. The wings were a bit slower in the slashing motion as they arced for like claws and it advanced - very slow on its stubby legs - towards Allen and Degs. Gamma and Gammu were forgotten for the moment as its attention shifted onto he who had hurt it the most in the past few minutes.

The combat stimulants were reaching their peak, Gammu charged in. Discarding his weapon he instinctively drew the entrenching tool on his flank. When he had reached the pestulant monster he was holding both hands on the shovel. Reading to plunge it downwards.

Crashing his right foot into the side of Null to stabalize the attack even as the little devil tried to wobble away. Bringing the shovel up high he drove it down as one would when digging into dirt, aiming for an area fairly close to the split in it the servo augmented muscles ran the tool downwards.

Allen, meanwhile, was looking at the yellow...something...sticking to his gauntlet. He might have done something extra of his own, but seeing that Degs was already taking care of it, he instead opted to stay out of the way and try to shake the yellow off instead.

Luckily, he spotted an abandoned towel near by,which he picked up and used to try and wipe the stuff off with. And, meanwhile, he looked back up at Degs.

"So, is it dead yet?"

Does this classify as gang rape? It should have.

While accessing all damage would probably be a good idea - it would be simpler to say there was not much left by the time the group was done. The wings fought valiantly to push all three of them off. Chances are it would score some slashs and cuts but nothing life threatening. Counting the three were practically riding the thing.

And then it just kind of collapsed. The three would be pushed back by the last mighty flap of the things - regardless of how much they were holding onto the thing. The yellow filling sliding out of it made holding on extremely hard to do really.

It just seemed to fall apart at that point. Cracks ran all over the shell and the wings just outright fell off. Rather then fall off though the egg shell seemed to close up with an explosion - kind of like when a baby chick pops out the egg.

Seven things shot off in each direction. To the uncovered eye they were kind of shaped like eggs - but none of them broke when they hit the ground and each was in a seperate color. They were spaced far enough apart that each assembled person there would be able to reach at least one before anyone else - this included Flare who could swoop down on the one that went the furthest. The final two shot off in opposite directions.

If you were watching that though - your attention span was probably nil. Because there was a true vision of horror before Gammu, Gammu, and Charles. Allen and Flare were at least far enough away to not experience the true horror. A naked and sweating Conrad laid out on his stomach in the sand - fat rolls and all clear for the world to see.

A true vision of horror who seemed at least half unconsious.

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