Cricket’s gaze followed the fallen blade. Odd… Maybe it had been a distraction? Gamma-Burn had never done something like that before. Cricket could almost swear he heard coughing. Wheezing. But it must have been the gas mask muffling words. Gamma-Burn was impenetrable. It’s not like someone like that would come to do crime while… what? Having a cold?. 

Cricket braced himself to handle his foe the moment he saw Gamma-Burn’s charge. He had not expected Gamma-Burn to be so direct. Usually, Cricket had to chase down this atomic pain in the ass. Not that chasing Gamma-Burn went well typically. Multiple failed chases were a PR nightmare in the past. Luckily, most of the time, there weren’t many people around to see that failure.

[center][h3][color=#f39d14]7:21 AM: Get embarrassed by enemy.[/color][/h3][/center]

When Gamma-Burn got close, Cricket lunged forward. He swung his horn, anticipating being met with a blade. Instead, he met air. Cricket stumbled several steps. There was weight on his elytra. Then heat, scorched straight into his carapace. He was lucky it only marred his carapace. Cricket tried to grab at his foe but his reaction time was far too slow. The weight disappeared in an instant.

	[Color=#9d9751]”Damn it! Hold still!”[/color]

Cricket spun around and spread his wings. His body groaned with the reminder of his intense workout. He pushed it regardless, leaping to the air. He was far slower than his prey but that did not stop him. Cricket’s gaze darted around before it landed on the base of the branch Gamma-Burn was about to land on. With a wave of his hand, he sent a swathe of bugs up the tree. Cockroaches and termites swarmed, gnawing at the branch en mass. If the falling limb did not stop Gamma-Burn, Cricket hoped it would slow him. A long enough distraction was all Cricket needed.

	[Color=#9d9751]”You’re making this more difficult than it needs to be!”[/color]