Saanga felt right at home in the burning landscape that surrounded him. Well, he was technically from a nice coastal island, but now that he had an armor with heat related powers named Valkanohs, it sort of came with the territory. This armor was on him now, glinting with fiery passion, or more likely caused from the light of the embers that sparked around him. He was here the claim some supposed powerup, but so far had no luck finding it buried amongst the soot and lava, which was entirely to be expected. He had hoped it would resonate far stronger with his armor so that he could find it immediately. The suspense was killing him. Hopefully it wouldn't be the mech approaching from behind that would literally be doing that.

He let out a sigh, his search cut unfortunately short for the time being. He'd have to destroy this mech if he wanted to search in peace, and this mech wanted him dead for whatever reason beyond Saanga's understanding, so a fight was clearly inevitable. He held out his hands, a chakram 4 feet in diameter forming in each hand out of a lava-like material flowing out of his armor openings in his palms. At first it was liquid but then cooled quickly despite the hot environment, turning into it's solid black form.

With that he waited until the mech could approach within range, ready to move quickly at a moment's notice.