[b]Tatiana Lorenz[/b]

For how successful she had been, Tatiana nonetheless winced as bullets slammed into her shoulder guard, damaging it o a worrying extent in this acidic mist. It was a good thing that her following trick went off as well as it had, or else she probably would not have been a match for the sheer speed and accuracy that the spirit displayed in their brief encounter. As it stood though her psychic abilities had won the day, and now it was just a matter of deciding what to do with her disabled foe. He was certainly incapacitated, at least for a little bit. Mind attacks would do that, especially to entities which relied on that sort of supernatural force to exist. 

First she considered taking him prisoner, but she quickly dismissed that idea. He would only hinder her in the fight, and it wasn't as if he was particularly important. Converting him to their cause would be of an uncertain gain, as opposed to the clear gain of winning this fight. She then considered taking his hat, only to quickly dismiss that as well. In this weather and with the battle still going on, it would probably end up destroyed before she really got the opportunity to appreciate it. So she did the only reasonable thing, finishing him off with another blast of Soulfire while wearing a detached expression as her mind turned to other matters. Death was death, and this was the Nexus. She had more important things to worry about. 

That finished, she gave a forlorn glance to her destroyed funnels before taking off with retrieved rifles. Those would have been useful, but she would just have to make do without them. As it stood she was having a tough enough time keeping her systems functional when this fog was eating away at everything exposed to the air, and having a hole blasted in the machinery wasn't helping. One of her thrusters was already varying in its power, and she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep it consistent or even functional. 

Rising into the sky, she quickly assessed the situation as best she could. It was chaotic, to say the least. Death, destruction, and this place was going to need quite a bit of restorative terraforming before it could be useful for anything besides weapons testing or waste disposal. Not that that was a deterrent for the Machina. Like all things in the Nexus, it was just a matter of time. As for the immediate battle, Graf seemed to still be kicking, and most of the fighting had become concentrated in one particular area. It looked like things were winding down. 

Considering the concentration of Machina forces at the other fight, she figured that Graf could use a hand. She might not be able to kill a giant robot, but she could do some damage and perhaps give Graf the edge he needed to win. So she quickly reoriented towards that brawl and took off, straining the engines as much as she needed to to get there. At the same time she pulled up what schematics they might have on Graf's old body, to figure out the best spot to hit it and do some real damage. A plan was quickly formulated, and she was ready to go to work. 

Coming into sight range of the fight she was careful to approach Balrog from behind, lining up the shot before pulling the trigger and then pouring in as much firepower as she could manage. The energy blasts would be aimed at the backs of his legs, specifically the joints at the knees which allowed him to move and the various cable and conduits that fed the body with whatever oils or fluids or whatever that were keeping it from locking up and grinding to a halt. She would veer away before she got too close, only to swing around and repeat the process from another angle. She might not kill it, but if she could provide some advantage for Graf, then it would be worth it. 

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