[center]Blazermate

Level 2 - (9/20) EXP 
Location: Scrapyard
Word Count: 452
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Blazermate was a bit surprised at how... ineffective these robots had been. Not only were they mostly ignoring her behind cover, they weren't doing enough damage to her allies to offset her healing through either her allies innate tankiness, or the bots lack of damage or accuracy. But considering they were all mostly just letting her sit behind a scrap pile and heal, well, apparently these robots didn't understand what a healer was. If only she was in a medabot tournament...

All during this fight, it seemed so far that not many took damage. The first was Ratchet, who got shot once and was promptly patched up. Second was the Courier, who needed the most focus as he was getting shot a few times, but seemed to not care all that much. Then Bowser, who Blazermate gave a bit of healing to, but it seemed like his tanky hide really didn't need it as anything that didn't hit his head seemed to deflect off him. Although seeing him use a car door as a shield was pretty comical and got a chuckle out of her. 

As the Rabbids lost one of their more powerful members to what seemed to be Michael's shot, the rabbids retreated behind the one of them that had a shield as smarter looking rabbids came over the hill and started to set up turrets of some kind. And the worst part was that Kirby was inbetween this firefight that was about to start. [color=0076a3]"Guys, I don't think I can heal kirby through that level of firepower, someone do something!"[/color] Blazermate said, putting her healing beam on whoever was going to rescue Kirby, making sure to stay in cover against the sentries that were going up. They seemed far more threatening than these Rabbid things.