"ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀs..." ▼▼▼

HAL has finally passed out from the severe amount of trauma she's sustained. Bismark lays there unable to move, but she begins to cry softly.

Bismark is taking the hits like a champ, but she can't coordinate herself. [I...yield...please...] [I surrender...] "NO YOU DON'T! FIGHT! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!"

[This...human...] Putting up her arm, trying to protect her face.

Bismark's face is sent crashing into the floor with each blow. [HAL...we... have to go...your vitals...] "DON'T ORDER ME AROUND!!" spinning around and whacking Amelia with an elbow.

Injecting herself with a corrective, stabilizing her bleeding and instantly patching her wounds. "Haahhh...haahhh...gotta...get out of here..." Bismark stands, using a cannon as a crutch to stand up when she's suddenly tackled onto the ground. And repeatedly punched in the back of the head.

"SON OF A BITCH!!! FUCK!!!" Bismark crawls away, clutching the stump that was her leg as HAL screams inside her. [We need to retreat...you can't last any longer...] "Shut the fuck up!!!" HAL huffs and puffs, trying her best to collect her thoughts.

"I don't care...now do...as I...command..." Bismark's hand tightens around his throat. She's sobbing. [Please...forgive me...]

Lumbering forward "Kill him...kill him...KILL HIM!!!" [I'm not... I'm not supposed to...hurt humans...] Wrapping her hands around his neck. [Please...stop this...]

Already at his side, Bismark delivers a massive kick to his stomach.

Blitzing up to him with a big overhead strike "I'LL CRUSH YOU!!!"

"Finally...my chance..." She rushes to crush Reaver with Bismark's foot only to be stopped by an explosion of blood and repair fluid. "YOU AGAIN?!"

Bismark fires a spread of shells in Reaver's direction, anticipating a deft maneuver.

Deflecting the barrel, causing the shot to miss. A series of brief hand to hand exchanges before Bismark manages to catch a drop in Reaver's guard. Firing a shell to propel backwards.

Blitzing the charging frame and striking with a knee to the exposed man beneath the armor.

HAL cries out as the severed arm falls to the floor. Blood and repair fluid mix into a puddle on the floor. [Incredible...] Jumping away and holding the bleeding stump. "This is such bullshit...ngh..."

She left one round in each of her cannons, rotating them just as Reaver appeared "Saw that coming..." They all fire

Bismark tumbles again, readying herself and nodding [I have...to protect them...] Another volley towards Reaver.

Using her cannons to defend herself, the barrage sends her skidding into the village. [Please...don't hurt them... I'll do...whatever you say...] "That's more like it.. Now ice this bitch!"

"Dammit!! An eidolon..." Spinning around after being blasted away [Ah...you made it...] a relieved smile "Bismark...if you don't kill them, all your sisters are dead, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!?!"

Not wasting time again, she aims all cannons at Reaver. "Burn in Hell..." [I can't...stop it... I'm sorry!] The blonde screams in agony as the cannons fire, a bright light engulfing the surrounding area.

She avoids the blade deftly, whacking the smaller frame with her cannons.

Another series of wild, heavy punches. [Please...stop...run away...please...]

"Put them in the ground..." With a scream, the blonde woman lunged at Reaver, peppering her with a light volley of shells before sending a haymaker into her face.

All cannons fire simultaneously. A few miss dramatically. "You obey me now you overgrown barbie doll. You do WHAT I SAY!" The blonde woman cries out in anguish as the cannons reset and try to find their target through the smoke [It...hurts...]

The crate explodes, and out floats a blonde woman, several weapons hovering at her sides. Her eyes open, they're a beautiful ocean blue, before they flash red when spotting Reaver. [Target....a-acquired...] [Eliminate...hostile...]

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Climbing into the crate and locking it up.

An opportunity. She ejects away from Reaver, along with some sort of large crate.

HAL throws up her arms and flinches... But there's no bite of the blade..?

Thinking quickly, but not enough time to enact her plan. Rerouting power. The hatch flies off her mech. She looks up at the abomination before her.

"Oh‐" The bolt evicerates her chassis, sending it flying back into the remains of the burning town. Controls unresponsive.

Her frame's feet dig into the ground, countering the yank with one of her own. "Mine~" Reaver is flying directly into her pilebunker.

Shooting her rifle and readying her pilebunker. "YOU LEFT GRANDMA FOR THIS THING?!?!"

Throwing an elbow back at the anomaly and spinning around. Thrusters go off to get some distance from the creature.

The explosion knocks her forward, sending her crashing to the floor. "What the hell...?"

"Fuck!" Rather than risk being picked apart, she fires another salvo of missiles at the ground.

Using jets to back up and avoid being cleaved, then readying the mortar to blast Reaver into dust.

Looking up and opening fire at the small frame rocketing towards her. "Tch!"

"What? You're not...!"

"Finally..." "All my life I've been waiting for this moment..." She aims a massive rifle at the crow. "Take off the helmet..." "I wanna look into your eyes as this round blows you apart..."

"If you don't come out... I'm just gonna go after all those people..." Reving the pile bunker on her chassis' arm. "You know that you're the only one I want. So get out here and die like a man."

Crashing down, destroying whatever was left of the remaining frame. "Not bad old man...but your luck just ran out." Scanning the area. "Looks like...I won't have to worry about your little helpers this time. It's just you and me..."

"You're telling me it's just been one guy?" She's reading a report on her HUD. "Hmmm...not fast enough to be him...maybe he's not in his suit..." She grins deviously "I'm moving out, prepare the vessel."

Robed figures abound.

"𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆..."

[It wasn't real Dorothy]

[There is not an atom of her remaining]

[She was "evil"]

[Is dead XqX]