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Seshat had perhaps been too focused on the dragon to consider the possibility that someone might appear out of thin air over her head… Perhaps. She liked to think she was ready for anything, but such things were easier said than done when Nomads were involved. Regardless, she could work with this.

“Ah, yes!” Seshat said as she corrected her course. “Give me a moment, we shall take it down together!” She focused, increasing her speed slightly before the ninja leapt off of her and sent her spiralling out of control.

If she were human, and had eaten recently, her visor would have likely been covered with bile as she spun and tumbled through the air. Instead, she only felt a desire, deep within her core, to strike this man across the face as hard as she could. But that was not her path… In addition to the fact that he was far beyond striking distance. She managed to right herself before she reactivated her boosters, sailing back towards the dragon. The oaf had managed to get it to turn on its back, but not without losing his own footing.

Seshat had gotten close enough for a landing, and the whining and crunching of strained metal could be heard as she disengaged her boosters and stuck a landing on the dragon’s robotic underbelly. She could attack the joints of the wing, perhaps overload this layer of her armor and dissolve a chunk out of its body in the explosion, but it was close enough to the village for her to worry that the carcass would crash into it. She wouldn’t harm an innocent… Not as long as she still had options. She peered over the side of the dragon, looking down at Jaden with a somewhat disdainful expression hidden behind her visor.

“Ninja!” The golem roared over the various noises of the dragon and the wind. “If you actually had any sort of plan to bring this down, I urge you to wait until I have led this machine away from the village!” She turned and broke into a sprint as she made a mad dash for the dragon’s head, vaulting over the ridges and contours in its body as she needed to. She leapt onto its neck, haphazardly peppering the bottom of its head with fire from her rifle as she neared it. Like clockwork, it began to crane its neck upwards (at least, upwards from Seshat’s perspective). Perfect.

Her armored hand clawed itself around the tip of the dragon’s head in a vice grip, and she leapt over it as an orange glow appeared around it. She raised her shield, the ankh on her shoulder glowing intensely as the shield itself flared a blue light in front of her. The dragon’s flames arced around it, being diverted and reflected in all directions around her as she quickly fell out of the way of the cone of flames and went into freefall in front of it, reorienting herself with her back towards the ground as the boosters on her back opened once more.

And she shot forwards, regaining the beast’s ire with another couple of shots to the head. She twisted and turned out of the way of its attacks until she was sure that it was firmly focused on her.

“Is this what passes for an automaton these days?!” Seshat taunted, turning to the side with the dragon following close behind. She shot another burst at it, just to be sure it wouldn’t get distracted by something else. At the very least, she had managed to draw it to a less worrying position.

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Jill nodded as the other woman showed off her muscles, perhaps paying a bit too much attention to them, but she looked back up once the conversation started back up, leaning back slightly as the woman leaned towards her. She was a friendly one, alright…

“Oh,” Jill said, a hint of nervousness in her voice. “I’m competing. Wouldn’t be all dressed up if I wasn’t, you know?” She lifted the end of her costume’s bright scarf from her side and let it fall back down behind her to accentuate her point before gesturing to her bike, her helmet hung on one of the handlebars. "Probably wouldn't lug that around here, either." Pit Stop chirped in response before returning to silence.

“I’m no stranger to a good tussle,” She admitted. “Comes with the job and all that, I just never got around to competing in a tournament or anything like that...” Of course, she’d watched more than her fair share of them ever since her childhood. Especially the recordings of the matches with other Justice Riders in them.

“The name’s Jill, by the way,” She added. “You’re competing too, I take it?” As she finished asking, another familiar-looking lady came through the crowd and said a few words to her new acquaintance. Jill gave Brooke an expectant look, hoping for some more introductions.