"Well, would you look at that." The Mech slammed back onto the ground with a man clinging to its right leg, causing Higan's surprised exclamation. He would have been worried, but he'd earned himself a moment and that moment was all that was required for the Mech's right arm to come swinging back into position, cutting whatever actions Saanga was attempting fairly short. The Mech reported minor scorching damage to the leg even in the small amount of time Saanga had to attack the joints, but it was unlikely to be enough to do any real damage to the Mech. The metallic armour was holding up under the heat, at least for now.

The Mech's right hand swooped down towards the man clinging to the A.S.P's bulky leg, fingers outstretched to clasp him around the left arm or even his head if it was accessible. If he wanted to hold onto the Mech and keep doing damage, Saanga was going to have to risk being caught in the Mech's vice-like grip.