With the creature’s initial attempt at the man, Mr. Saburo Ueda, the Chief Operating Officer of Millennium Cyber Works, now foiled and forcing it into continual harassment by Red and Blue, the beast could process that it couldn’t keep up the pace for very long. Sans the S-rank’s involvement, it would only be a matter of time until some combination of its speed, oncoming obstacles or its own firepower would overtake the retreating mecha.

As it stood now however, the sizable machine slowed to a halt to face his new foe, but not before it fired a volley of superheated emerald beams from a pair of head-mounted cannons at Azure, who manipulated his four flying drones into projecting an tangible energy-based defence, the bolts violently fizzling into spectacular yet less harmful instances of light and heat. So with that tactic not yielding any results, the mechanized monster directed its shots at an abandoned tanker truck about 8 meters away from where Marx was attempting to take the unconscious COO. The resulting, erupting detonation forced the robot to nearly fumble Mr. Ueda and to promptly diverge from his path and towards an alleyway.

Marx had intended not to break off from the street, not wanting to facilitate a trail of destruction through entire buildings. But with Red facing the monster head on, he took the opportunity to duck out of site and attempt to get the target to safety. He gave off a direct series of beeps, a sequence that left no guesswork at what he meant.

[color=0054a6]Understood. The Doctor will prep the package immediately.[/color]

The creature, now free from the relentless pelting courtesy of Azure’s autons, was very much cloaked, save for that conspicuous gap from earlier, its damaged machinery sparking a small measure less. But the break in the cloak was still only clearly visible when viewed from the correct angle. With that in mind, it needed to throw Red off somehow. To that end, it turned and lashed out at the building behind it, its powerful, crushing front legs swiped at the walls weakening the side that exuded its contents in the form of smoke and debris in the heroine’s direction. The monster then dove into the ravaged, empty construction,  working its way to the opposite side, where it forcibly lifted and pushed the already impaired building towards Red, the toppling structure’s shadow threatening even the business across the street with more than two hundred thousand pounds (200,000 lbs) of rubble.

Even it Red should survive, the automatic atrocity intends to stalk her through the thick cloud of dust and wreckage, which has spread to a fifty meter radius, with its superior visual sensors, attempting to keep its “wound” near the top of its midsection out of sight. It would still need to move cautiously however; even the clouds would give away its position. Every attack counts and the killbot is not above reusing its previous ploys again.