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[b][color=984DC6]Location:[/color][/b] Simulated Universe 1 - Open Field[/center][hr]Before any reconnaissance could happen, the universe decided to meet the group halfway. How accurate that statement was would be lost of the group for a while longer.

Shadow Moth was flung backwards by the strange object's landing. It was only thanks to his empowered reflexes that he was able to land on his feet, skidding the rest of the way across the grass. Gritting his teeth, he adopted a more defensive stance, holding his cane at the middle. Whatever this thing was, it didn't move like a human. Something mechanical, then? While not the 'civilization' Shadow Moth was hoping to encounter, it did mean someone else was in these grasslands with them. Someone hostile, but still.

[color=984dc6]"'Weak-points on the joints', hm?"[/color] Shadow Moth smirked. These wouldn't be much trouble, then. He raised his staff, the small gem-like tip popping open, and he raised his other hand up. He released the akuma he was holding, which flew into the small opening. No need to waste that little trump card so soon, especially since Shadow Moth had no idea when he'd be able to acquire more.

[color=984dc6]"I can dispatch this one easily enough."[/color] Shadow Moth unsheathed his cane-sword and charged forward. With much more dexterity and strength than he might seem to have, he leapt from the edge of the crater, over the Techadon's head, and slashed downwards. His sword cut clean through the joint between its body and the arm used to fire at Driscoll. Shadow Moth turned to face the robot once he landed, one long swing to cut at its legs and, as it fell to the ground, jammed his sword right through its neck!