[hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DhO9jwL.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZFBsm2b.png[/img][/center] [hr] Isabella stared down the giant machine as it continued to advance despite his assault. Disappointing, but not unexpected; the jet was, though advanced for its time, something of a relic; the rest of the world had a long time to catch up to SHADER’s once state of the art machinery. The mech raised its chain gun, and Isabella only barely had time to command the jet to strafe out of the way before bullets began to fly his way. Isabella waved his hand, creating a cloak of darkness from the shadows inside the plane, and held it up with his arm like a shield. Though the plane managed to swerve out of the way of the opening brunt of the mech’s assault, it did not manage to avoid it entirely. A stray bullet hit the wing of the plane, another grazed the bottom, and another was only barely stopped by Isabella’s mere presence, a bullet harmlessly sinking into the darkness of the shroud the way a stone might fall into a lake. [i]We can’t take too much more of this…[/i] The assault was only stopped by a large blue explosion that sent the robot staggering backwards. He looked to his side to find the android Oh-Seven… He had particular [i]orders[/i] concerning her, but they were strictly secondary, and he held no ill will towards her, so those orders could get fucked as far as he was concerned. He offered her a simple nod of acknowledgement before turning back to the mech, conjuring a large bullet of shadows, and loading it into a slot on the side of his belt. He pulled the trigger. Usually, there were not very many shadows in the Antarctic climate. The abundance of flat landscapes covered in harsh, reflective snow meant that there was simply too little room for them to form. This was a special circumstance, however, given the presence of a fighter jet, a giant robot, and an ominously large tower all casting their silhouettes across the frozen fields. They vanished, drawn into Isabella’s armor. Out of the corner of his eye, the black knight saw Seshat launch a volley of dozens of missiles at the giant robot. [i]Perfect timing…[/i] He focused his newly gathered power into his leg as Leviathan gave itself form from the shadows, snaking its way impatiently across his armor. He leapt high into the air and dove towards the robot foot first, Leviathan screeching with fury as it manifested a shadowy aura around its master. [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/7UxgEHd.png[/img][/center] [hr] Jill pulled the sword out of Oh-One’s body just before he put up his shield. She coated her sword in a shroud of flame as she aided Justin in the attempt to break through, but the effort was rendered meaningless when the barrier began to glow. Justin was backing off... [i]Shit![/i] “Toh!” Jill gracefully backflipped high into the air as the shield exploded, feeling searing heat just barely graze the tip of her boot. She made sure to grind her foot into the snow a little when she hit the ground, disguising the act behind an excellently-timed landing pose. She heard a series of beeping noises as her now-repaired motorcycle pulled up beside her, Pit Stop extending a hand for a casual wave. “Good timing, buddy.” Jill said with a smirk. “We’ve gotta shift into high gear!” She held out her hand as the robot unlatched himself from the bike and attached itself to her armor, his carapace unfolding and melding with her suit’s own armor plating until she was covered from head to toe in shining metal. Inexplicably, a second trail of cloth emerged from her scarf, which joined its twin in perpetually streaming in the wind. She reached down to her belt and turned the key further. “Thirty-three percent…” Jill felt a momentary burst of hollow pain as the EX-System began to draw upon even more of her ki, though it quickly faded as Pit Stop’s AI merged with it, carefully micromanaging the way the system drew power from her. She placed her hand on the throttle that now sat attached to her other wrist, and moved it into position, feeling a rush of power as her equipment began to charge itself beyond its usual limits. “Burnout Form!” Jill announced, striking a flashy pose. She reached for her bike and lifted it onto her shoulder, transforming it into its cannon configuration, and aimed it towards Oh-One… [i]Wait, is that Jonas?[/i] Damn, and Jill thought she was late. She’d forgotten he was even coming along by now. Still, it was nothing to get distracted over. She dug her heels into the snow and let loose with three giant spheres of powerful plasma, all lined up straight towards Oh-One.