06-06-2007, 02:57 PM
Auspex blinked. Pyroman had disappeared. But there weren't any signs of other Viral Commanders, or some rogue Navi like Foxy, and nothing had moved since they arrived. The Fox Navi didn't log out. Seconds of shock rippled through his body, the sole realization of what happened sinking in.
Battle Chips.
He laughed. His voice echoed around the cavernous remains of Foxies Domain, sending a shower of posters from their mounts. Even now Leviathan and Slash began blinking like Pyroman, ready to disappear, to scatter away towards an exit with no door. They would've suprised him completely, if someone didn't have an itchy trigger finger
'Two minutes. It'll take two minutes for you three to realize that Necrophylus has sealed the gates to your precious Net Ops. shut.' He said to them. 'I'll even give you a minute to run as fast and as far as desperately as you can go. Then it's tag all over again.'
The Reaper Troops around him gunned their jump-packs. Phosphorus smoke and pen-tip contrails of fire disfigured their shapes in necrotic smoke. Their rifles hummed.
'One minute. You better run fast.'
The Reapers erupted in laughter, thick and maliced through their maskalin visors.
Battle Chips.
He laughed. His voice echoed around the cavernous remains of Foxies Domain, sending a shower of posters from their mounts. Even now Leviathan and Slash began blinking like Pyroman, ready to disappear, to scatter away towards an exit with no door. They would've suprised him completely, if someone didn't have an itchy trigger finger
'Two minutes. It'll take two minutes for you three to realize that Necrophylus has sealed the gates to your precious Net Ops. shut.' He said to them. 'I'll even give you a minute to run as fast and as far as desperately as you can go. Then it's tag all over again.'
The Reaper Troops around him gunned their jump-packs. Phosphorus smoke and pen-tip contrails of fire disfigured their shapes in necrotic smoke. Their rifles hummed.
'One minute. You better run fast.'
The Reapers erupted in laughter, thick and maliced through their maskalin visors.