His opponent did an admirable job of avoiding his attack, the Clockwork Man had to admit. He had not expected her to use such similar equipment to himself, for he would have used his own grappling hook attached to his left wrist in the same situation. However, he only spared her a glance to see where she ended up, somewhat forward and to the right of him behind a pillar. With his pistol reloaded, he was ready to flush her out.

He strafed leftward and forward, and with his free left hand he picked two of his explosives from the satchel. 

[i]I have to end this quickly. He thought to himself, she isn’t communicating, the Mystans will suffer if I don’t deal with her.[/i]

With a deft throw, he launched one of his bombs towards her position, aiming to get it behind her cover forcing her out and towards him, where he had his pistol trained. He kept the second explosive in his left hand, and awaited the results expectantly. Within a few moments, the grenade would burst with 4000 degrees plasma fire in a roughly ten foot radius. If she didn’t move, she was in serious trouble, and to add to her woes his pistol had already alerted him to the fact that it had charged to its first stage, tripling the lethality of his first shot.