[center][h2][color=lightslategray]53-AD[/color][/h2][/center]
[center]Location: Arena>>>Ravine[/center]

Word got through Machina communications that their members were outnumbered and needed some extra help. This being 53-AD's first major battle within the Machina it was a prime time to gain some valuable experience. 53-AD entered the arena in a flash. He quickly scanned his surroundings seeing the vast expanse of an arena and further ahead a ravine. Being that he was alone, 53-AD correctly assumed that is where all the combatants were headed. 

The next moment he was taking off across the desert sand without much of a noise. His bipedal legs propelled him at fantastic speeds straight across the desert, rifle at the ready. Sand blew in his wake creating a spectacle for miles around. Now was not the time for stealth, that would come later. Right now he needed to get to his allies and provide tactical support. As he continued across the sands he spotted a monstrous figure, but decided not to engage, [color=lightslategray]"Better not get involved until I have some support",[/color] he thought.