With nothing visibly apparent Higan decided it was probably time to Evac. Though crippled somewhat his Mech was still capable of jogging, and he had a convenient path of destroyed trees to follow back to the rift, even if it were not marked by his tracking systems and GPS. He’d entertained the creature for long enough, he refused to fight it on its own ground any further. At the rift he could hold until however long was necessary before the Grent Republic would send in Heavies with the Dirty Bombs that would wipe out all life on the planet. They’d probably have quarantined the rift already, he might even have a repair crew waiting for him.

At random intervals he stopped to look and listen as before, but with far less frequency than earlier, he was growing fed up of waiting for the monster, it was probably hiding in a cave somewhere anyway.

It was probably going to take him about five minutes to jog back to the rift. He couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, though he figured he’d done enough, his low powered scout Mech just wasn’t equipped with the right armaments to put it down. Amazing that something so quick was also so durable, something with no biological weaknesses was an abomination.