So much firepower being thrown around in the sky. Gunvolt watched as two professors bore down on the giant monster. Their shows incredible, but the shows of his fellow students equally so. It spoke to the absolute enormity of the threat that so much was brought to bear. And the night wasn't even close to over...
He looked to Desidera. "Not yet," he said, warning her not yet to spring the trap he'd set up awhile ago. His railgun revealed most of the darts were still in place. More than enough. "You'll know when."
The AI Core rested in the receptacle of his armored backpack, lights on it slowly flickering blue. For now, it remains silent, but the diligent will notice that perhaps the AI within is beginning to stir. For what delay it might be, one can only guess.
"Jason, keep pushing on. My Flashfield will roast anything that gets close. I've got a little more setup to do before showtime." Gunvolt loaded his railgun again with another specialized shell. For now, Gaia Sophia pushed closer to their objective, the spewed out creatures of darkness that grew closer cut down by either the photon cannons of a circling Rune Wing, the Crusher Cannon from the tank, or the Flashfield itself acting like an oversized bugzapper.
Gunvolt took a knee, steadying his aim despite the movement and jostling, the air whipping around them, the chaos. He takes a deep breath in, before firing at the creature's further wing. Exhaling quickly, he ejected the shell casing, and loaded a new one in, before taking aim and firing a second canister at the closer wing, ideally at the spot Urtz just so kindly attacked. Hundreds of more darts flew through the air at hypersonic speed, propelled by enough energy to reach the target almost instantly.
Still, though, he waited. The darts were in place. With a little luck, a little coordination... it might be enough to really put a dent in it.
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He looked to Desidera. "Not yet," he said, warning her not yet to spring the trap he'd set up awhile ago. His railgun revealed most of the darts were still in place. More than enough. "You'll know when."
The AI Core rested in the receptacle of his armored backpack, lights on it slowly flickering blue. For now, it remains silent, but the diligent will notice that perhaps the AI within is beginning to stir. For what delay it might be, one can only guess.
"Jason, keep pushing on. My Flashfield will roast anything that gets close. I've got a little more setup to do before showtime." Gunvolt loaded his railgun again with another specialized shell. For now, Gaia Sophia pushed closer to their objective, the spewed out creatures of darkness that grew closer cut down by either the photon cannons of a circling Rune Wing, the Crusher Cannon from the tank, or the Flashfield itself acting like an oversized bugzapper.
Gunvolt took a knee, steadying his aim despite the movement and jostling, the air whipping around them, the chaos. He takes a deep breath in, before firing at the creature's further wing. Exhaling quickly, he ejected the shell casing, and loaded a new one in, before taking aim and firing a second canister at the closer wing, ideally at the spot Urtz just so kindly attacked. Hundreds of more darts flew through the air at hypersonic speed, propelled by enough energy to reach the target almost instantly.
Still, though, he waited. The darts were in place. With a little luck, a little coordination... it might be enough to really put a dent in it.