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LOCUS ([personal profile] agnominal) wrote in [community profile] legionworld 2017-06-21 03:03 am (UTC)

He is not, in fact, alone.

Felix darts after Tucker, broken bones and torn ligaments allowing for unnatural flexibility in his movement, darting after him with one swing of his blade after the other. He didn't even seem perturbed by the energy sword, laughing in a way that almost sounded like choking.

While Locus drove in from behind. If Tucker got too close, or looked poised to make a potential hit, one of those massive limbs swung after him, torn fingernails leaking black blood and grasping after him. But only for as long as it took for the explosion to rock the hall.

Then Locus's attention shifted, turning towards York as he came barreling through. The gear on his back hitched, whirred with a sound like it might tear itself off and fly away, before a bellowing roar left that bloody mouth, and he turned to start charging after the fleeing Freelancer.

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