[By the time that last arrow strikes, it's more insult than injury. Red barely even seems to register the pain of the arrow sticking almost comically into his shoulder, if only for the frustration that had been steadily building since they'd entered this creepy old museum in the first place. And even if his teammates always made sure he stayed on his feet, he'd been frogged, zombied, and literally and figuratively slapped in the face more times than he could count.
And he'd had enough.]
You think I'm goin' down to the likes of you?! Get it through your tiny little head!!
[The flexible metallic fingers of the DAHAK's arm tightened into a fist as a faint whine began spinning up from inside the its core. A flicker of arcane energy glowed through the seams of its armor plates.]
Once I get to work...
[And, as all that power shunted itself into the rear of his mecha's frame, a set of thrusters on its backside suddenly snapped open and sprung to life, the soft whine of electricity was drowned out by a roar of engines.]
There's just no stopping me!
[With a final booming rush of air, Red's magitek armor literally rocketed forwards, and the actual impact of the DAHAK's fist against the 'King' was thundrous enough to rattle the museum's windows. Against an enemy that size, it might even have seemed excessive. But after taking those blows to to the brain and to the face? He was more than happy to put a little flourish on his regicide.
Following with a more graceful swoop back from his own attack, the engines steadied a more mild burn that 'merely' kept the DAHAK nimbly in midair. And since that doll was now hopefully half-embedded in the far wall of the room, Red wasted no time in making the most of his own boosted speed and sending one last bolt of dazzling blue energy into the Moogle-doll-- one last little •Magitek Judgement to drive the point home.
And even if it actually lived through the assault? Oooh, Red felt better after doing all that.]
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And he'd had enough.]
You think I'm goin' down to the likes of you?! Get it through your tiny little head!!
[The flexible metallic fingers of the DAHAK's arm tightened into a fist as a faint whine began spinning up from inside the its core. A flicker of arcane energy glowed through the seams of its armor plates.]
Once I get to work...
[And, as all that power shunted itself into the rear of his mecha's frame, a set of thrusters on its backside suddenly snapped open and sprung to life, the soft whine of electricity was drowned out by a roar of engines.]
There's just no stopping me!
[With a final booming rush of air, Red's magitek armor literally rocketed forwards, and the actual impact of the DAHAK's fist against the 'King' was thundrous enough to rattle the museum's windows. Against an enemy that size, it might even have seemed excessive. But after taking those blows to to the brain and to the face? He was more than happy to put a little flourish on his regicide.
Following with a more graceful swoop back from his own attack, the engines steadied a more mild burn that 'merely' kept the DAHAK nimbly in midair. And since that doll was now hopefully half-embedded in the far wall of the room, Red wasted no time in making the most of his own boosted speed and sending one last bolt of dazzling blue energy into the Moogle-doll-- one last little •Magitek Judgement to drive the point home.
And even if it actually lived through the assault? Oooh, Red felt better after doing all that.]