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James fired the remaining bullet at the missile which had turned, as it was moving away from him now, it should be an easier target to hit than one that was moving laterally opposed to his position.

With a quick movement, he dropped the clip out of the weapon and pulled another from the briefcase, slapping it in against the weapon.

Now he took aim... assuming that Stryphe could handle the two just launched as he had with the others. James aimed towards the metal 'head' of the robot, looking for some type of eye or camera which would be used as a targetting device for those missiles...

The sound of a roaring engine.

And then a black and silver blur, speeding at about 50mph directly towards Artillery. Seemingly on a collision course.

And Allen on the motorcycle, smirking somewhat as he finally catches up with his group and moves in.

Artillery had no head to speak of. It launched a full volley of four RPGs, tilting its body so that its top faced towards Sey's spears of light, attempting to destroy the magic attack.


[Results]

The area around Artillery was engulfed in the combined explosion of the four missiles, and when the smoke cleared, the robot featured a series of dents, and one long tear, in the top of its armor. Seemingly dazed, it tried to back away from its attackers, but it couldn't speed up in time to escape them.

Anna, eyes closed, cast a grin at Sey, then began murmuring a prayer to St. Michael. Her voice rose in volume, and with a final angry "Angelus Invictus!" a fiery aura burst into life around her.

Kicking Yves' flanks and clapping her visor down, rider and steed charged towards the machine. She reached back to unsheath her monster of a sword, bearing down on the artillery.

Alber was in reach now. He ran to the left of Stryphe, throwing his sword forward but keeping a grip. The blade extended, flying towards the middle of Artillery, fast enough for a hard direct blow.

Artillery was clearly designed for a wide variety of terrain with it's four legs, and the loss of just one would render it completely immobile. For that same reason, it couldn't easily use its legs as weapons for fear of losing its balance. Other than that, its outside seemed to be entirely about armor.

Alber's blade slid into Artillery's armor with a 'thunk'- not enough to penetrate the armor completely, but it was well in there by now.

Artillery launched four more missiles from its slots, which arced downwards, apparently trying to attack the area around the robot without actually hitting the robot itself.

Dropping her reins to take the hilt of her blade in both hands, she directed Yves with her knees. Hours and hours of practice had horse and rider move as one, to the machine.

The horse veered, avoiding her teammates, and Anna closed in. She leaned over in the saddle and swung her sword in a vicious arc into the side of the robot not being assaulted with Allen's motorcycle. Righteous Fury fueled Anna's already impressive strength, and the five feet of tempered steel reflected that.