[color=f7941d][color=fdc68a][i]What is that? He looks as the dot becomes more and more outlined and detailed. Running towards him with a long, silver-blue object growing out of the end of it's right limb. The other enemies scattered and hid behind pebbles, making bright lights in his direction. He wanted to keep looking at the lights, and hesitated with his next step. But he refocused. The longer limbed enemy was approaching. He took a smell step forward and picked up a box that felt alive with heat. Volatile. His large fingers grew smaller, more precise fingers out of the tips and lifted up the box. He tossed it at the longer-limbed enemy.[/i][/color][/color]

The humongous monster took a step forward, sending rocks scattering at its foot. Tendrils erupted from his hand as he picked up their scouting vehicle. Even its small tendrils seemed to bend the vehicle's hull inwards as he lifted it. It flung its arm down and out, and the tendrils went with it, releasing the vehicle like a projectile fired from a trebuchet. The scout car whistled with displaced air as it sped horizontally towards the captain as she ran.