[b][I]Raven Rivers[/i][/b]

"Joy," the pilot named Raven remarked with a note of sarcasm, even as he charged up his Shadow Hawk's laser to fire at the enemy mech which was called a Raven (yes, it was confusing as it sounds). He then continued, "You've succeeded in infuriating us. It would have been best if you had just negotiated our departure from this planet instead of attacking us, our spouses, and [i]our children[/i]; now you've left us with nothing to lose and everything to gain by splattering your asses to the ground. Plus, aren't you mercs too, or are you going to tell us you're something fancier? If so, I don't believe it."

He was waiting until the other mechs close to him scored hits at the ECM-emitting foe, hoping that they would breach the enemy Raven's armor with concentrated fire before he shot at it with the hope of frying its circuits, letting loose an intensely blue beam of light aimed directly at the mech's cockpit. That ought to end the enemy mech for good and restore their own Raven (the mech; still confusing)'s ECM bubble. Once [i]that[/i] mech was slag, Raven would turn his autocannon at the Wolfhound Arroxy had shot at, pointing his autocannon at it and firing a round of large bullets at the 'Light Mech' before remembering that this was supposed to be a fighting [i]retreat[/i].

Hatred seeped through his voice as he spoke, "You're going to know what it's like to be unable to protect the people you care about. Not that you care about anyone but yourselves..."