"Not good..." Saanga thought to himself as he saw the mech brace himself and take aim with the much larger gun. He tossed the second disk at the mech's camera over the body after he got hit by the smaller weapon and then extended his hands outwards to try and form a shield out of the lava from his now empty hands, but it was too late to even get started as the round blasted powerfully into his armor, knocking him backwards and obliterating most of the chest piece so that it would require far more energy in repair work than the previous damage. As he rolled painfully to a stop, now 189 feet from him, he scrambled on hands and knees to a jagged portion of rock that was nearby to his right, able to just barely conceal someone about twice his size. It was the only good portion of cover in the general vicinity and wouldn't last long at all, even against the relatively smaller bullets, but it might take one or two before failing if he was lucky. No...he wouldn't need luck. He just needed a couple of seconds.

Focusing energy inside his suit for a new ability rather than repairing, in only three seconds of time he would then release it out the back vents near his shoulder blades to propel himself forcefully into the air like a rocket traveling at around 1,640 feet per second at max speed, his end goal to reach a spot directly over the mech's head at an altitude of 300 feet once he slowed back down. From there he planned to freefall, forming a lance in the 4 seconds or so it would take to come back down, hopefully on top of the mech's main body as he would deliver a massively powerful downward thrust thanks to all of the energy from his fall. The lance was held firmly in front of his body with a grip like holding a baseball bat, his body facing upright while his lance facing downward.