[center][h1][color=red] Christopher Francis[/color][/h1] [/center] [hr][center][color=red]π•Šπ•–π•‘π•₯. πŸ™πŸœ, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘 / / π•Žπ•šπ•€π•—π• π•£π••, 𝕄𝕒𝕣π•ͺπ•π•’π•Ÿπ•• / / π•‹π• π•¨π•Ÿ / / πŸ™πŸŸπŸπŸ˜[/color][/center][hr] Chris didn't expect to be swallowed whole by the construct, perhaps he should have tried a different maneuver in hindsight. However a new plan struck his fancy after being trapped face first in its maw; He could destroy it from within. That idea was before the serpent went haywire. With the construct's deactivation and its subsequent crash, Chris took a moment to fathom that the creature was no longer active before he began to push upward. A breath of flames shot up to the upper jaw of the snake to melt a hole straight through its head. Coupled with a few pushing jolts Chris busted through the mechanical beast with a triumphant cry. [i][color=9e0039]β€œChris, Angel here. Join us up as soon as you are done dealing with your targets. If you need healing, Christmas is going to be with us ”[/color][/i] With no more enemies in sight, Chris's adrenaline had worn down and with it returned the sensation of aching pain along his bleeding form. He hadn't even considered getting himself healed until Angel brought it up. More importantly, he had a new set of orders in perfect timing. While he wanted to go right away and help out with the subnatural threat, regrouping and healing up would be far more effective and less reckless. the dragon arbiter finished pulling out of the metal corpse and flew back into the air. His eyes scanned the earth below as he flew towards offensive support's designation.