Epsilon looked over. “Maybe. Also due to the fact Raiders don’t like leaving space between their attacks. It seems a bit odd that they haven’t raided in some time.”
As Espilon said that, on the other side of the Drill there was a rumble and crash as some rocks collapsed. While it might have just been the Drill, Epsilon grabbed his gun again, making a note to call this in on his radio later as he moved to investigate.
Odila nodded. “That’s true.” She turned to look at Epsilon.
Renegade frowned, but had to agree. He opened his mouth to say something, but went quiet at the rumble. He let the staff slip from one shoulder and held it in front of him, following Epsilon's lead.
“Showtime already?” Cannon readied her weapon, balancing it on her shoulder. She steeled herself and entered a battle stance, ready to attack. “Lukas, Ren, get close to me.” She ordered, scanning their surroundings, waiting to attack like a coiled spring.
As soon as the rumble sounded, Rally almost lunged to put his body between the others and the source of the noise. He readied his rifle, gathering it into both hands, his face hardening into a tensed focus.
"Epsilon?" he asked, voice hushed. "What are your gut feelings telling you about that one?"
Epsilon held silent as he looked at the collapsed rock. It was a fairly large hole that had opened up. The hole was dark as far as you could see. There was no way of telling what was down there for now. He responded quietly. “Listen.”
There seemed to be something scratching at the walls of rock. Or climbing. Suddenly, a creature jumped from the hole, gripping onto the railings and throwing itself onto the platform. The Raider crouched down for a moment, before standing up fully, twisting itself to face the group.
Odila immediately identified it as a Class two Raider, but she was confused on why it was alone. She too revealed her weapon, getting ready to shoot, but also keeping an eye on the collapsed zone.
(Hey! It's been a minute, hasn't it? I'll go ahead and keep it going, yeah?)
For his part, Rally narrowed his eyes at the reptilian creature, watching its breaths, its claws, anything that could give him a hint about how best to attack.
"What are you doing, you horrible thing?" he asked quietly, bemusement seeping into his tone. He carefully shifted forward, maintaining his protective position in front of the others, and cast a glance Epsilon's way.
"If Cannon or I shoot this thing right now," he said, "how stupid would that be? Because if we don't have a plan in the next few seconds, I think that is what's going to happen." A thought occurred to him. "Theta. You look thoughtful. What are you thinking?"
Cannon listened carefully to Rally, giving a swift and subtle nod. “Whatever it is, Theta, I’m gonna need you to act on it in the next ten seconds.” She whispered, bracing herself to fire.
Theta nodded out of reaction, before coming to the realization. "It's a diversion, they're coming from both here and the other side from here!" She realized, saying out loud to the others. "We need to cover all of the weak points of the Drill!" Just as she said that, there was distant noise of more movement in the rocks; more Raiders.
Epsilon fired at the distraction, and the Raider seemed to fall off of the platform as the shot hit it. However, he seemed to agree with Theta, hearing here. "Cover the area. Let no Raiders pass."
((Just a note here, you fellas can control up to class 1 to 3 Raiders if needed, as mentioned in the rules.))
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Cannon let out a low growl. “I’m gonna light these friends up.” She hissed through gritted teeth, charging towards the opposite end of the area to defend. Her helmet lay forgotten where she had been resting on the rocks as she sprinted, her heavy boots spraying up dust.
She came to a halt, her entire body poised for combat. All was quiet for a moment. And then the wall in front of her exploded. Ten class ones came sprinting out, leaving the stunned woman only seconds to fire, her ears ringing and dust blurring her vision.
"Shit," Renegade cussed, driving the end of his staff into the shoulder of a class two raider and activating the plasma blade. The reptilian creature let out a screech and fell backwards, its shoulder separating from its body. Ren was quick to finish it off, the thing turning to stone and crumpling. "How many are there?" he demanded, swinging his weapon around to fend off another class one that was attempting to attack Cannon from behind.
Cannon blasted her shoulder cannon, an energy pulse plowing into the group of five class ones. “This is just the first wave hun!” She yelled back to Ren. “Just stay behind me! Protect the drill!”