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Richards couldn't help but watch in fascination as this woman knitted herself back together. He'd heard of people like this, but this was his first time seeing this sort of fundamental unfairness in person. She looked, for a second, that she was going to go for the babyface that had stopped to yell at her and maybe save Richard a whole lot of headache. The boy streaked off toward the base though, and left him alone with this...this...

The woman turned back to him, and the look in her eyes confirmed it. This absolute maniac. Richard could recognize his own. He started to fire again, but the woman began to circle him. Every few moments she would move into his view again, only to disappear around the side before he could draw a bead on her. Then she started to attack, something dark slamming him from the side. He fired a boost in the opposite direction to keep himself for tumbling over, then backwards to dodge another coming from a different angle. She passed in front of him again. He boosted in another direction to dodge another darkness attack, and another, and another. She passed in front again, and he boosted again to get away from another darkness attack. Faster and faster he dodged, caught up in this deadly rhythm. Trapped in this circle she'd created he'd eventually run out of boost and be pulverized to death.

It was exhilarating.

She passed in front of him again. Richard dodge again. Twice more. She passed in front of him again. Her speed was constant. She fired these attacks off on the move, so she was in another place by the time it reached Richard and forced him to dodge. If her speed was constant than the distance she moved after she fired off a attack was also constant. Richard constructed a mental image of the desert around him. His pods opened up, swapped out his miniguns for a rail gun and an anti mech rifle, and he waited for the next attack.

He didn't have to wait long. He dodged again, critically low on boost now. If he had to do it anymore like this it would start cutting into his main power supply. Now, in the time it had been since he last attack and compensating for the direction he'd dodged in she should be riiiiiiight...

He pointed the rifle over his shoulder and fired, the immense recoil spinning him around as he brought up the rail gun to bear. The magnetic coils sprung to life with a crackle as he he spun to level it right where she would be in in just about NOW!

He fired, letting his own maniac laugh echo out for all the world to hear.