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Dødette witnessed the shot released by the monstrous new challenger, and immediately reacted by sprinting as fast as her vampiric speed would allow, outrunning the deadly attack as it eventually melted into the ground. She kept her distance from the destruction of the monster's attack, and stood still in a battle-ready stance. She held her pulse rifle low, quickly switching to a mode to mimic a shotgun blast, then planted the side of her weapon above her hip to steady it, and fired two red-hot concussive waves of energy at the next poster.

Raising his palm, Lord Vader caught the explosive rounds fired by the Voyager in mid-air using the force. With a swift flick of his wrist, he sent them back to where they had come from. Moving on to his next target, the Dark Lord turned the the next poster. Slashing at them with the crimson blade of his lightsaber with deadly speed, force, and accuracy. Forcing them on the defensive as he began to advance toward the target with each skillful slash.

Dødette's jaw dropped when she saw Vader, who had dared to challenge someone such as Megatron, go flying away with incredible speed. She watched this only momentarily, as the final part of Megatron's attack sent large rocks flying everywhere, and took off quick as a bullet, darting around the hail of debris to avoid being crushed. Once she was a fairly long distance away and out of immediate danger, she set her pulse rifle's setting back to its usual high rate-of-fire. Through this, she kept a steady jog, then pressed the butt of the rifle into her shoulder in the standard way of shooting such weapons, and took her aim at the next poster, firing off a spray of white-hot plasma rounds.

Ultimately, there was no surefire way to avoid the onslaught that was or would be coming from an orbital drop. The only advantage infantry had was their light weight and maneuverability, their ability to move stealthily and quickly, and more importantly, with agility. While tanks, aircraft, artillery, were all substantially more powerful than infantry, faster, better protected, and generally superior in almost every way, there was still a reason they were used, and that was because it was almost impossible to defeat human intuition and intellect. The ability to hunt targets down, track them, talk to locals and generally investigate, was invaluable on the battlefield; no battle could be won by weapon's alone, you needed the intelligence on the ground to know where to point those weapons, to keep the enemy pinned down long enough to allow for an air strike, to penetrate bunkers to allow attacks to occur. Furthermore, despite the advances in technology, robots with human like capabilities were practically non-existent, and those that were, were novelties, with specific weaknesses and generally less capacity than an ordinary human. While it was possible to augment natural human biology, replacing it entirely was unlikely if not extremely difficult, and thus humans would always play a crucial role on the battlefield.

It was intelligence and intuition that often lead infantry to succeed on the battlefield. If he couldn't defeat the target directly, in an all out attack, he'd have to out smart the target. While just about all he could do was run, he realized that, the air strike would be useless if directed at their own troops; the command wouldn't risk killing one of their own soldiers, as that would defeat the very purpose of the fight, and he knew that it wouldn't be directed against their own. Thus if he could get close enough to his target, he could remove their ability to fight back, by taking a position not that the enemy couldn't destroy, but would choose not to. It would also reduce things to close quarters combat, mano y mano, in a no holds bar contest, up close and personal.

Without skipping a beat, John darted towards the Spartan, hoping to avoid the massive air strike coming his way, and the collateral damage the Spartan would become if they had directed the attack towards their position. Drawing his Mk. 8 assault rifle, he let go a volley of high explosive armor piercing incendiary caseless 7.62mm x 51mm NATO rounds, and prepared to draw his knife as he closed the distance. While titanium was in general a poor choice of material for a knife, prone to galling and difficult to machine, it was specially made for high ranking members of the Manokan military due to it's corrosion resistance, particularly to salt water, which was common in Island hopping operations. With a ceramic coating, and titanium carbide composite, it was more than adequate for close quarters combat, and John leaped forward, preparing to assault the Spartan directly.



(Uh... you're not supposed to use space attacks. xp

But whatever mang, ROLLING WITH IT!)

Guiding out his the next foe he would rise upon he attached his Beretta back onto his waist, aware of the causalities that responded from from the set of round he fired Voyager allowed for Vader to redirect the bullets his way. In addition to that Voyager was zooming in and observing the lightsaber contraband components and armor dressed with Vader on a smaller screen projecting on the HUD of his visor he was gathering notes and stencils from Vader for his own well-being. Breaking motion upwards to set of large stairs the HEI round detonated at different down the middle of the lobby, the rounds began to seep out the chemicals scent throughout the room where he had ditched the following corrupted scene; he pumped the enforcer three good times for the acquired target found. "Interesting."



It was a ironic how Voyager kept his full visual marked on Dodette at the start of his arrival here. To avoid the incoming traffic Voyager took an alternative route into a broken wall that housed a room or office. The water fountains had been gushing a puddle of water from the pipes that drained into them, making a flood in the scene of battle. After reaching a new floor Voyager intercepted the needles that he had stuck there for a minute but slapped off once they had met. He began to increase the electricity propellant to out run the mythical creature, obviously her equipment had been futile to his very own. Once Voyager had reached her atmosphere in sync with her variant speed, he quickly swept his foot across her ankle with the help of his twin nozzles to increase the speed in order knock her off balance.



Voyager intensified in bloodthirstiness, he began to crave drive to kill anything that walked upon his lane. No one was safe, he didn't want them to be, he could taste the war he had once thrived for at all times. Attaching the enforcer to the back of his magnetic stripped brought Voyager to an alternative choice of weapons; Type 36-Beam Rifle. Equipping such a weapon to save the enforcer at a rate of one hundred increments for later gave Voyager a variety of options in this fight. Oh where could he start, everything was up for grabs. Mind as well stick to the basics as usual. Using the targeting aim assist Voyager glazed his finger on the trigger sending out three consecutive shots containing ionized hydrogen gas accelerating as a beam holding two gigajoules of kinetic energy in which would discharge any atomic bonds held. This was his attempt to obliterate the target with destructive energy and cause the poster or their equipment to explode following impact.

Aware of his surroudings and everything that may come to pass, Voyager would stay alerted on what was coming his way or even trying to come his way. In the stealth stage as this man was, Voyager brought great hidden features to confuse anything that opposed him. His main object was to go for blood but capture anything on camera that would catch his interest in a time of thought procession. For the time being Voyager continued to following given routes that wouldn't stop him from having his fun while also preparing himself for anything and everything he came across.

"So that's how you feel? You're just going to shoot me and run away?!" Voyager thought for a second as he had still being flying in mid air. With a warning ahead of time thanks to his HUD communication system, Voyager was able to use the blast beams to intercept a majority of plasma bolts that were shot his way, causing a kinetic blast to overwhelm a great radius in the building. Taking measurements into his own hand, Voyager had sped off into a whole new direction that he had picked up on his visor while the current upper floors structured collapsed upon impact from the arsenals. Taking a minor percent of blasts current interaction, Voyager brushed it off with no disturbance and proceeded onward with his mission where he had found himself landing on top of a food court balcony.



"You'll have to come out sooner than later, speedy Gonzalez. I'll find you." with that being said, reattached his Type-36 Beam Rifle to the magnetic strips holding it in place, replacing it with an E1 Electric Grenade glowing a neon colour tossing five meters away from his current position at the next poster to arise from the wake of battle. Upon contact the impacted explosive reserved a powerful electrical energy of forty thousand watts that would engulf in a 4.6 meter radius, having the target enjoy a meal of being critically injured by a number of jolts coming their way. Voyager quickly activated his coating system where he began adapting to the environment around him gradually, shielding his whereabouts from any outside targets that attempted to identify him while he had been gaining a large sum of information to assist what he had going on. Keeping his hands at arm reach Voyager steadily walked the exact opposite way he had tossed the E1 to avoid anyone pinpointing him, in the mean time he worked his way along a wall planning his next attack.