[center][h3]Relica[/h3][/center] [@PaulHaynek], [@Rezod92], [@The Irish Tree] [hider=BATTLE TIME!][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwbHW8MeHDU[/youtube][/hider] [hr] [color=lime]"I keep tellin' ya, Curry. Your [i][b]butt[/b][/i] ain't a weapon."[/color] Relica responded with a rolling of the eyes at Kerry's comment about her having not one, but two, weapons. The situation didn't seem to be going anywhere though. For once, Kerry and herself agreed on the possible outcome. Back in the day, the gremlin had found the hornet to be a bit ... [i]Optimistic[/i]... when it came to dealing with situations and tactics. That is to say, the choco-bug rarely ever thought beyond: [i]Enemy there, go poke![/i] Still, they couldn't just sit on their asses either. For one, that wouldn't get the monk to where he neeeded to be. Secondly, those varjans were gonna run out of patience, or get bored, with bullying the peasants sooner rather than later. And then, like a mechanized angel that appeared from the great cogs in the sky, a divine messenger had appeared! Or, well, something along those lines. A lot less heavenly choir and shafts of light forming a perfect spotlight on a single individual during the middle of the day, and more just a random appearance of someone who wasn't there previously. But hey, same thing, different names. [color=lime]"Wha- What the what!? Oh, oh! Curry, go! Now! I'll back you up with the drones! Take out that axe-thrower first so they can't hurt the yokels if they run!"[/color] Relica chirped in a hasty fashion. There was no time to think or consider. The Varjans attention had been drawn to the new arrival, and that was really all they needed - a distraction. All Kerry needed to do was to take down the one with the throwing weapon, and Relica would handle the two sword and board-goons. And, as she'd said, she quickly pulled her goggles down over her eyes again and held up her left glove, opening a small compartment ontop of it. A set of buttons and small stick-like ... joysticks? could be seen inside. Soon after this unveiling, there were to distinct, electronic 'bzzt'-like noises coming form her back. Followed by a low whirring noise. In the blink of an eye, the two spherical shapes on either side of the top of her M.E.E.P sprung to life, detaching from the complex backpack and beginning to hover gingerly near their operator. [color=lime]"I'll take down the shield-boys. let's go."[/color] Relica reaffirmed, no hesitation or patience to wait for compliance or protests. It was [b]go time![/b] Her little gizmos swiveled in the air, then took off, towards the group of seven, a low humming noise as they zipped through the air like a pair of tiny drones. Which they were. Convenient! Relica's plan was fairly simple; She'd use the electric taser built into her drones to zap each of the sword and board varjans at (roughly) the same time, meanwhile, kerry would intercept and either take down, or distract, the only one with a ranged weapon. Hopefully the surprise attack would either allow the pestered peasants to pedal their paws out of the predicament, or, in the worst case, cause the varjans to focus all their attention on the hornet, drones and the newly arrived monster. She felt a [i]little[/i] guilty for using this new addition to the scene as a distraction, but it was all good. She'd apologize afterwards. ... If she remembered... ... And felt like it...