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Interacting with @Utrax, @Lauder, @LordOfTheNight and @Parzivol
It was over. In less than a minute, the entire squad and even the chicken walker had been defeated. What? What even happened? How did these two total strangers defeat entire patrols of Mutes with such speed and precision? Óscar, of course, stopped, letting the guy who had insulted 78 in the ground and giving a nod towards the fisherman "Name's Óscar, but you can call me Roundabout lad." and after the introductions, instead of trying to escape, the Spaniard did something that someone with at least some sort of curiosity would do: yell out. "WHAT?! You're telling me you can fuckin' make people suicide and ya haven't tried to get out of here?! he sounded reasonably pissed yet impressed at Marcus' actions, dodging corpses as he tiptoed at a high speed towards the same man, standing beside him and putting both hands on his shoulders, almost picturing a kid asking his father for a treat.
"What kind of power is that, lad? What can ya do with it? Can you literally, like, make people fly? What if you tell someone to fly, will they attempt to fly?" meanwhile Óscar was asking all of that, the Chicken Walker advanced a single step towards them, enough to make the terrain tremble for a second as it crushed one of the deceased Mute's corpse, making Óscar turn around with a swift move and stare into the machine's...well, chassis. "Shite, forgot we had to deal with this." and as soon as the Speedster was about to work out a plan, already starting to move to the side in an attempt to surround the alien machinery, before it literally blew up. The radius of the explosion did not affect Óscar, who was able to back up fast enough to not get harmed by it before yet another explosion went off and a new individual appeared on top of the now destroyed Chicken Walker, yelling out. ”The one, the only, Zas the demon lord has returned!”, yet Roundabout had no idea who he was.
What he had an idea about, though, is that she literally had a rocket launcher. A rocket launcher. Yes. Óscar accelerated, creating quite a big trail on dust as he positioned himself behind Zas herself, clearly impressed more than he was cautious, going to use one of his hands to rub the back end of the rocket launcher itself with a laugh. "You're telling me you had a rocket launcher too!? Where the fuck do you come from, lads? One can kill people with a single command, and the other literally blows things up, what the bloody'ell is going on?" Óscar asked yet again in an attempt to make some sense out of the situation, before realizing this would not end well for anyone given the circumstances. "Shite..." he thought, getting back on track again and moving off from Zas' side with incredible speed, now instead putting himself in the middle of the group, shouting out for all of them to hear.
"Alright, you people! Let's get out of here before more of them come: we'd be better off getting away now instead of getting killed due to a small skirmish! I got a place, so, follow me ya'll!"
He then stopped the shouting, looking back to both 78 and Frederick. "I already know you're coming, I just yelled 'cause...shite, everyone here did a great entrance and I wanted some attention fo' myself, you know?"