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	While Seraphima rocketed towards the the Warped, she found herself slowing significantly as the shape of the monster became more dignified. It had limbs. Human limbs. It had a torso. A human torso. It had hair. Human hair. Still, it was warped in nature. It’s human body was twisted and distorted, all connected with something like a cyclops and a snake. Something inside her felt sadness as the bolt from Supplice struck the creature. 

	A hiss coiled and writhed from the monster, as a charge began electrifying it’s mouth. It’s direction was facing Supplice. She was right in the line of fire, and Seraphima mentally kicked herself for pausing, losing any form of concentration. Why had she been contemplating if the monster was a male or female? It was hard enough to remember that many of them had been humans, but to begin assigning personalities was crossing the line; and yet…

	It really did not matter. The humanity of the creature was gone. It was her job to destroy it and defend what was left of the human race. [color=gray]“Not on my watch,”[/color] she grimaced to herself, determining if she had not paused, she may have missed an opportunity to change directions and tactics. [i]Lord have mercy…[/i] Her rocket jetted, and she zoomed towards the mouth of the creature. She had just saved herself from being too reckless.

	With her dagger still in her hand, she flung it towards the giant eye. She could feel the airy slowness of our suit failing her and her lack of large ammunition. Still, with good aim, something could be done, [color=gray]”Supplice! K-01 making cover! Over! Infernos, Supplice and K-01 need backup. Over.”[/color] With her claws retracted. Her frame blasted behind her. The weight slowed her down, albeit, kept her frame in-check. Her force field was projected. 

	All Seraphima wanted to do was claw the eye out. The window to the soul. Even if meant taking some of the hit, she calculated that her shield could take the blast, and if anything took her out momentarily, Infernus would be able to hold things while she recovered.