These genetically modified soldiers were not intending to nor were they commanded to respond. their mission was simple: Find their target. Shoot to kill or take captive.
So naturally they ignored the sound of they girl, and stayed hidden, moving around. One froze hearing a shot and made his way closer to Dante, still hidden.
It took more then a few shots to immobilize the soldier, as Dante Jumped over, he jumped up and knocked him off balance using some hand to hand combat, the smashed the gun onto the side of his head, jumped over the concrete and went around the corner, expecting him to still be up.
Dante rolled as he landed, black blood trickling from the spot where the soldier skammed the gun stock. He stood up, licking the blood from the side of his mouth. "so you wanna play like that?"
--- "The cowboy has always been a dying breed
But he takes his dying slowly, perched upon his steed."
Dante had no blood type, only name was Dante but several alias. Son of Sparda and The Demon Hunter. His combat weapons were two pistols and a large sword. Dante grinned wickedly, moving towards the solider
--- "The cowboy has always been a dying breed
But he takes his dying slowly, perched upon his steed."
Laurel growled. F-ck. Flight was now nearly impossible until the feathers grew back. She growled again and kicked a building, immediately regretting it.
Laurel scrambled up the side of a building, and scittered across rooftops, flapping a bit to stay up on the houses instead of in the streets. She couldnt steer but she could flap decently enough. She found the gunfire, and the smoking street... She watched from above...
Alisa was caught off guard and attempted to shield herself with the chainsaws but failed, getting hit by a bullet in her left shoulder and getting pushed down by the force.
--- this user has died. written on a note was their darkspyro login. they say hello from beyond the grave.
Dante felt the gunshot in his arm spurt blood and tentativly reached for it. If one of those demons show up, and there is waves and waves, I wouldnt make it.... He thought, dropping ivory on the ground.
--- "The cowboy has always been a dying breed
But he takes his dying slowly, perched upon his steed."
Laurel couldnt see jack squat, but she could hear. She focused in on the gunshots in the street, leapt up, gliding slightly, till she was right over them, then dropped down, landing almost silent behind the guy, who probably wouldnt hear over his gun. Then she stabbed him through the base of his neck with her four inch claws.
When Karin tackled him, Dante would have been better off shot. He landed on the groun, and with her falling on top of him caused several of the newly aquired gunshot wounds burst with blood. He closed his tighly, trying to stop the fading in and out of his vision. "G-Get the h-hell off of m-me..." His voise shook some.
--- "The cowboy has always been a dying breed
But he takes his dying slowly, perched upon his steed."
Alisa didn't bleed, being a robot and all, but she still felt pain like a human. She coughed as the smoke thickened, standing up and activating her wings which shot out of her back, ready for flight as she flew upwards, trying to avoid the smoke.
--- this user has died. written on a note was their darkspyro login. they say hello from beyond the grave.
Laurel dug her claws into the side of the nerest building, and began to climb up. She - surprisingly - lugged the dead body with her, even thugh it was just dead weight. She had the dead guy slung over her shoulder as she climbed. The blood was staining her wings, but she didn't care. She had a plan.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I caused this to happen right? This is all my fault, I wish I could help, but I'd only make things worse," she said jumping back a bit.
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I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity. ~Edgar Allen Poe
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