After dusting all the snow off his metal frame from the trance he was placed under, Ramattra oddly felt more mentally drained rather than physically. Though he did feel rather exhausted in that department as well… it wasn’t difficult, thankfully, for Ramattra to regroup with his teammates, as they were only a short jog’s distance away amidst snowy fog - or rather scamper, in the case of the Omnic’s extra leg. All in all, Ramattra did not mind the experimentation he took in acquiring the Democrawler’s spirit, however he found it increasingly annoying to have less agility on three spider-like legs. Perhaps it would be best at the end of this to remove his fusion, to opt for one that may have less significant drawbacks. It would certainly have made treading the mountain a lot easier…

Stress circulated in every fiber of Ramattra’s being as he witnessed the rise of such an ominous foe. He had seen bizarre things on this adventure, but none have made him feel such dread internally. To him- all he could see was a large cartoonishly masked monstrosity with creepy hands to match, and admittedly, through most of the fight, panic from the overwhelming exposure to ailments from other worlds had caused his mind to blank- the tactician had fallen behind in the battle, and until now, was unable to regain his composure.

His nanite blasts from his staff were unsteady- and often missed their targets. Whenever he moved to attack in Nemesis mode, the large Man would pummel him into solid stone and snow with a large barrage of projectiles. And once he took a deep breath, turned his mind blank for a moment, clarity reached him.

Using firearms in this state was difficult, however, protecting allies while dealing chip damage was something the Omnic exceeded at. While the star of the battlefield, Mokou, rained down heavy flames on the Man in the Moon, Ramattra would take turns between defending her and Sandalphon while they worked on the objective. The Omnic didn’t have much firepower to offer up, but in the time being, he saw to it that his teammates were not hurt on his watch. Until…

A small prickling prodded the spindly Omnic’s legs, causing him to look down from defense. “You again?” Ramattra groaned silently, frustrated to see that the creature had placed itself on the battlefield. When some of the Seekers were about to be hit by the Man’s attacks, the spiny cat would wedge itself between them and take damage in an allies’ place! Nodding, the Omnic accepted this as a small gesture of goodwill from the creature. Perhaps she would be beneficial to keep around.