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Chie wasn't naïve enough to think the drones wouldn't come try search and flush her out, but the random spread of bullets flying in every direction suggested the split-off drone didn't know her exact location. A good thing, one would think, except with its sights set on the general location, Chie couldn't exactly move out and fight. Not unless she wanted to be shot through the heart with a drone to blame, in any case. All the chakram-wielding girl could do was patiently wait for her allies to cover her, an opportunity that came once she saw one of Rivka's bolts soaring by. It must've hit something, because whatever the musician had done, it caused the drone to halt its fire on Chie's location.

[i]"Now!"[/i] she thought to herself, rolling out of her cover and surveying the status of the area. Selma stood over one wreckage, Aoife had engaged another in combat and that left just one unaccounted for. A slightly distracted drone, which seemed intent on re-aligning its target. Chie had to think and act quick, but finally having a clear look at her opponent, she knew exactly what to do. She de-summoned one of her chakrams, held up her now-freed hand and then violently clutched her fist, shouting:

"[b]Halt![/b]"

Two points of intense gravity rapidly formed, one each at the base of the robot's pair of feet. The intense forces exerted on its primary method of movement left the machine to be the one pinned this go around. Of course it wasn't naïve enough to let Chie do as she pleased; having detected it as an attack, the drone locked on and started firing in Chie's location. Chie, herself, was faster though: she sprinted off before even a single bullet could be fired, running with a trail of bullets firing constantly behind her. With the drone unable to fully turn, it couldn't move and realign its armaments fast enough to keep up with Chie, who had already begun the next stage of her attack.

Everyone in the area could feel a [i]tug[/i] coming from the robot's location, though more accurately, from right behind it. The Nox in the area clouded Chie's fist like a dark energy, growing more ever thicker as she increased the intensity of her third gravity well. While she'd only done the bare minimum to keep the robot's feet pinned, this new well was much more severe. The stones of the street started to crack from being compressed against each-other, and even the immediate street light next to it began to noticeably bend. Chie couldn't maintain this for long; rapidly purifying the required Nox to keep up three intense points of gravity had no small amount of strain come paired with it. It didn't need to last long, though. All Chie needed was to get it clearly off-balance, because then she knew it was intense enough.

Chie slid to a halt once she'd ran off further than the drone's line of fire could follow and, while still clutching her magicked fist, gripped tightly onto her remaining Chakram. She took a split second to confirm her angle and tossed it skywards, at a bit of an angle, racing towards the sky above her target. Throwing her chakram directly would be silly; the gravity would dig it into the floor long before it'd ever reach the drone. But she could use that same downward momentum to her advantage. If her Chakram was in the [i]sky[/i], with the drone between its current location and her intense gravity? Well, only one result was to be expected.

Once it got close enough, attracted by the forces below, the chakram rapidly accelerated towards the drone. It didn't have to hit it cleanly, coming in at a bit of an angle, but slicing right through one of the legs before burying into the ground behind. The impact from that caused the robot to soon follow suit, aggressively being slammed into the streets from Chie's meddling with forces that never should be meddled with. The chassis caved in on itself under its own massive weight, crushing the inside circuitry. Most of what kept the machine running was scrapped from the impact. It was a good thing, too; Chie was forced to release her hold on that point, the intensified gravity rapidly returning to normal. It winded Chie a bit, but she was far from exhausted; the sensation was more akin to being unable to continue lifting a weight because one's muscles were too weak than it was of fatigue.

Chie took a small breath and looked over to the rest of her team. She summoned her gladius again, raised one up in the air and slightly unenthusiastically shouted that she "Got one too..." to the crew.