[center][h3]Rune Berg[/h3][/center]


Rune continued to dismantle the Oni-pattern methodically. Their orders were simple: reduce casualties by holding the line and focus on large patten Warped. It was the second that he was most concerned with. This area was only beginning to be reclaimed. Though the oni were great in numbers, if they were all that held the prefecture, then the frame pilots wouldn't be here. 

Between blunt batterings delivered to the weak Warped, Rune's eyes scanned through the ruins of the buildings as he pressed forward. Nothing but more oni lurking in the shadows, stirred enough by his presence to lash out. With an almost comical bonk motion, he pulverized another into the ground with the blunt edge of his shield. Unfortunately, the moment's distraction was enough for the onslaught of bolts hailing down the street to catch him flat-footed. 

Splashes of Saffire light erupted across Wargs armor as the first few bolts landed. His HUD flickering red with alarms indicating the direction of assault, he whipped around, slamming his shield down to brace behind its cover. A glance down showed nominal damage. Gritting his teeth as the sound of the bolts pounding against his shield thundered, blue bolts whizzing around him in a storm. Something had to be done; he wasn't there to be target practice. 

"Elise, I'll push their position to keep their fire on me. Do you have a line on them?" 

He quickly peeked around the shield to see what they were dealing with. "Oh..." he murmured. He wasn't scared of spiders, but seeing ones the size of a tank was not thrilling. Sheepishly clearing his throat, realizing he was still on the mic. 

"I can't see much from down here; let me know what I can do for you. I'll see if I can't get close." With an affirmative nod behind the shield as if she could even see it, Rune took a deep breath. 

Tearing up his shield, he began weaving up the street. He couldn't believe The disregard the Warped had for each other. In some ways, it was frustrating that even with their organization and cooperation, humans couldn't hold off beasts that brazenly mowed down their won in pursuit of a single target. These [i]spiders[/i] Had mowed down half as many Warped as he had mashed shice he'd landed. It made no sense.