[h2][color=DC143C]Red[/color][/h2]
[color=40E0D0][i]Designated Hitters and Relief Pitchers II[/i][/color]
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Even though it was expected that Red would be quiet, the Transistor had gone strangely silent among the various calculations and literal assists he provided for his handler. They didn't take a moment to rejoice at the sight of their opponent's blood squirting from his shoulder nor when the Transistor found depth in the knight's wrist.

Since Red now had a sense of the man's surprising speed, the knight's swift retaliation was more recognizable and she was prepared for the sudden bursts of speed. With the knight's thrust, Red leaped with a slight spin in the direction of the Transistor, so she'd be facing the man's wounded wrist. Even when not in a compromised position and prepared for it, the knight's sword still chipped against Red's outer shield, signaling the near miss.

She reached with her free hand to grab the Transistor as she passed by. Now gripping the handle with both hands she used what was left of her momentum to help pull her weapon free from being lodged in the knight's wrist. It came free with a jerk that Red had accounted for and with her weapon now free she swung it around her side and up above her head in one fluid move before bringing it down, aiming to chop the man's forearm clean off right at the elbow. 

[@dirty slime]