A wave of heat washed through her cockpit, overwhelming her heat exchangers as she pushed her `Mech yet again. The blade hummed to life, its leading edge taking on a silvery blur. I, Yul thumbed the activation stud for the Bobcats vibrosword. So use that fancy pig-sticker of yours and help me finish em off, I dont want this guy taking potshots at us for the rest of the fight! This one had special markings, thats gotta mean its the company commander, right? Ive got another hostile lance on sensors lurking out in the estuary. This company is a band of murderers so bad even Noretti cant stand em, COOTS drawled, they aint gunning to capture us and I aint about to let that go unpunished. The legless machine couldnt even raise an arm to resist. The Beowulfs cloven foot smashed into the side of the fallen Warhawks cockpit, denting armor and doubtless spraying the pilot trapped inside with razor-sharp shards of glass from his cockpit monitors. What are you doing?! Yuls Bobcat extended its right arm, three-clawed hand open wide as though to implore her companion to stop. Part 586: Nergal Reactor - Turn 8 Nergal Reactor: Tactical Update 8

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