09-05-2011, 11:31 AM
Talon smirked as he saw his handiwork, especially the other krogan's reaction to it, Good, he's angry. he thought. An angry opponent was careless, they made mistakes. It was always a bit of a blessing that most krogan, except the most disciplined, flew into a rage at the smallest thing. Of course seeing a comrades head blown off isn't exactly what most would call small. He moved to fire at the next cursing a bit as he saw him readying a grenade, knowing that with their brute physical strength he'd be more than able to lob one right ontop of him, Time to move, he thought as he whipped his rifle over his shoulder, the weapon closing up and attaching to the back of his suit before he ran off to the side, skidding down the hill to avoid the blast.
"Stand tall and shake the heavens!" - Xenogears.
