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Corpse didn't realize how careless he had gotten until explosions rippled underneath him. While they weren't anything to entirely worry about, his projection was now considerably off - not to mention, the after affects were making his flight pattern wobbly. "Bugger" Corpse mumbled as he was forced to his his arm thrusters to smooth out his ride, while looking back to see his attacker. Some kid in another eniknight rip off, probably using some form of energy explosives. Long range. The kid had the ability to severely piss him off if he kept doing that, but it seemed that at the moment, the other rip off was out of tactics. Corpse used this time to narrow in on Remil, and quickly bark out some words over the coms to Stone and the crew back at HQ. "Ain't looking too good out here Stone."


_______On the Other Side________

Upon exiting the plane for the attack, Garlon used the crystal to warp into the Phantom, and instantly took to the shadows. While the Phantom was a hover based device, it also had the special ability to somehow warp out of sight. Horatio remembered when they tried to explain it to him, how his entire eniknight turned into that energy stuff and whatnot, but he just dismissed it as annoying jargon (again, another indicator of his new mental psychosis; Garlon would have never dismissed information of battles). Nevertheless, Garlon was watching from the background, calculating; in essence, he was returning to his former position at the back of the battlefield, controlling the units. Only instead of controlling, he was silently watching the enemy, deducing each and every one of them. After their supposed captain took a beating, Garlon focused on the white and red one, that had attacked Seriph; he looked smooth and consistent, a veteran of the fighters. From Garlon's ability of perseption, the eniknight was a support unit, judging by the shield. Any other information would have to be extracted directly, so Garlon took to the skies to attack.

Moving with an ethereal quickness, Garlon's special ability faded before entering the battlefield, to which he skirted around. If he wanted to take out the support units to cripple their attack, he would have to be a little more long ranged than he had hoped. Nevertheless, Garlon focused the energy as he had in practiced, creating a ball of pure, almost liquid energy within his hands. Maneuvering quickly, Garlon drifted around opponents before catching an opening at the support unit (who was now beside the captain, hopefully able to get two birds with one stone) and fired quickly.

JokerofSpades rolls 1d36 and gets 13(13). MISS

Garlon's shot looked as if it had hit perfectly; there was an explosion and everything. However, once the smoke cleared, it became painfully obvious that it had done no effect when all that could be seen was a massive shield blocking both of them. While Garlon wasn't entirely able to see it, Corpse had seen the shot moments after it was fired. Knowing that his shield would probably become dented if he didn't do something - oh yeah, and he would probably get hurt to boot - Corpse did a quick draw and shot the energy with an energy riddled shot of his own, and then quickly expanded his shield to cover both of them from the blast.

Garlon stared at the shield as it collapsed, and then slinked away silently as he had arrived before, but not before finally speaking over the coms. "Ghosts, this is Garlon. White and Red knight is a support class, watch for the shield. The knight beside him is most likely on the brink of defeat. Target either of them if you are not already preoccupied. Garlon out."