05-24-2007, 03:12 PM
"I think we got someone's attention." Auspex murmured. "Spread out."
The surrounding Troopers sagged with relief. Their guns weren't in range to fight Leviathan, and the acidic tang of Jet Wash still clouded her shape in shadow. Spreading out their number felt more appealing than a clustered mass of confused rifles.
"Synch your sights. She's not used to her Cybeast so she doesn;t know its full potential, let's keep it that way. Bring her down, hard."
Leviathan was closing the gap quickly with each leathery snap of her wings. Rifle fire began mixing into the whine of rocket jets, up ahead they could see sihlouttes of the point squad shooting in frantic bursts. Soon the squads around Auspex were fumbling for their short-barrel rifles and locking fore-sights onto the repective gliders, slapping fresh magazines, or shedding their bundle packs into the water.
The Chamberlain braced their weapons, ready, waiting.