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[color=cyan]Level:[/color] 1
[color=cyan]Day/Time:[/color] Day One; Evening
[color=cyan]Location:[/color] Demon Lord’s Castle - Exterior; Forest
[color=cyan]Tags:[/color] [color=4be2a3]Naija[/color] [@DracoLunaris], [color=7ea7d8]Garrett[/color] [@Simple Unicycle], [color=ed1c24]Mario[/color] [@Holy Soldier]
[color=cyan]Fighting:[/color] Valkyries
[color=cyan]Word Count:[/color] 518[/center]



Fox had gotten exactly what he bargained for when an exact third of the Demon Lord’s auxiliary force began to swarm the gutsy pilot, bringing down the forest around him in their wake with every fierce swing of their lances. He ran, jumped, flipped, ducked, slid, rolled, vaulted, saulted, pivoted, sidestepped, and exercised all manner of evasive maneuver under, over, and around the crashing timber in a concurrent effort to dodge the murderous metal of the winged maidens that brought it about. It was only natural that [i]he[/i] was specifically tasked with leading the valkyries on as he did. Out of the entire team, he was likely the most capable of outrunning them. In the midst of the action, the pilot managed a glimpse upward to see Naija and Mario overhead making their way to Odin, which the bogey squadron tailing him must have failed to notice, so the distraction seemed to be working to some extent. That said, there was no guarantee that he could keep it up forever, nor did he have any intention of doing so. He had to act to reduce some of the pressure he was under if he hoped to be of any real help.

Fox swiftly dipped down into his stride when he felt the whipping air of sharp steel as it clipped the fur from the back of his neck, hurriedly weaving to the left around the next tree ahead of him that he would use to cover his approach. As the frontmost valkyrie cleaved away his cover, Fox would use the opening to counter with a rising tornado kick, hoping to catch the flying aggressor by her jaw. Hit or miss, his momentum would carry him upward onto the freshly upheaved log as it tumbled precariously through the air, and he would begin running along it in the opposite direction against the traffic of airborne warrior women. He fired on one passing at his right, then the left, jumping from the falling pillar of severed wood and twisting over the valkyrie as he did. The idea was to catch at least two targets in a line and take them out simultaneously, so he pulsed his reflector to stall his position while within the proximity of the current one before bypassing her - and hopefully another valkyrie or two - with his Illusion. The attempt, if successful, would place him on the other side of another foe for a follow-up attack, which would consist of a reverse kick to the back (intended to send one enemy into the other) and a four round burst from his blaster to finish.

The entire aerial exchange, from log run to descent, would take place roughly within the space of five seconds. At which point he would have to return to the ground to stay mobile lest get caught at a disadvantage. He would try to keep the action within moderate distance of Odin and his remaining entourage so as not to lose track of the big picture, but also because neither him nor his allies could afford to be without backup at a moment’s notice.