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[color=9e0b0f]"[i]Madre de di[/i]-[b][i]unf[/i][/b]!"[/color]

Camila grunted as one of the screaming patrons of the event careened into her in his mad dash to escape, nearly knocking her backwards over the seat. [color=9e0b0f]"Watch where you're going, [i]estupido[/i]!"[/color] Wiping her rain-soaked hair out of her eyes, she tried to get a good look at what the hell was going on. The downpour was torrential at this point, but even the driving rain wasn't enough to mask the sound of the attacking creature's roar and the loud crack of concrete as the creatures poured over the outside wall and up from below the arena. She rapidly pressed the 'alert' button on her communicator just as she felt the ground move beneath her feet, much closer then before. Camila didn't even have the time to swear violently before one of the stone monsters erupted from beneath where she had been standing moments before.

[color=9e0b0f]"Motherfu- YEAGH!"[/color] Camila rolled out of the way just before a club came down where her head had been, showering the immediate area with concrete dust. Before it could swing around for another strike, a blast of gunfire sounded from behind, and the stone creature's arm fell to pieces. Camila took the opportunity to scramble to her feet and escape as the creature bellowed and charged at the two MAVERICK grunts who dared to hurt it, catching one and hurling him into the other like a bizarre game of dodgeball.

"Hello, Del Bosque?!? What's going on?!?!"

[color=9e0b0f]"Oh thank Mother Mary,"[/color] Camila shouted into her communicator, relieved to hear Captain Brenton on the line instead of that other ponce. [color=9e0b0f]"There's an attack on the arena Brenton, some sort of stone monsters! We need the THUNDERBIRD in here!"[/color] Realizing her bag was not with her, Camila leapt over the seats to retrieve it, only to come face to face with yet another stone demon thing.

"That explains why Command deployed the anti-material rifles. Can you make it back to the Quicksilver uplink?"

[color=9e0b0f]"Not unless I can fly...FUCK[/color]!" Camila dodged the stone hand by mere inches as she grabbed her gear. It was so close that she thought she felt stone scrape across her cheek as she quickly backed away. [color=9e0b0f]"Gonna have to use the mobile, it's a bit rough but it's functional."[/color]

"I'll save the usual 'it's too dangerous' spiel for later then," Brenton said dryly. "We're setting up THUNDERBIRD now, one minute to readiness." Camila looked up as the Oni lifted its club into the air, certain that she was about to get her head caved in, when a crack of a gunshot sounded over the din of the attack and the stone creature lurched violently, glancing down at where a bullet strong enough to take down a tank had bisected its chest. The creature's eyes, which Camila realized just now were glowing an ethereal shade of blue, faded out to nothingness, and smoke of the same color seemed to pour from its mouth as the creature collapsed, now a pile of lifeless stone. Momentarily stunned by her near-brush with being a pancake, Camila rapidly went though her snatched to set up the remote Quicksilver, hoping no other stone attackers found her.

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