[i]The gunfire filled the cavern with one hell of a ruckus. It was clever of Higan to aim at his head again, but no, the monster wasn't dumb enough to try the same trick twice. It wasn't on the mech or in reach of the rifle barrel. Certainly with such noise the creature could move about as it pleased, as any shifting or clattering of old bones would be muffled. It was planning something terrible, that much was true. The idea had buzzed into its skull like a cloud of black flies when it had left the mech's head. It was a diabolical strategy. The machine of war was sturdy, but it had little vulnerabilities all over. Joints. If the slime could get in deep enough, perhaps a metal thing could be gummed up. Ah, but to do so would take tact, effort, and time. Lots of time. So very much time. Good thing the monster now had plenty of it. The big question was, how would this occur? It would require close proximity. Or maybe not, with enough cunning...

Battleship ain't nothing like this.
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