Snippet #2670032

His kick landed, and the pod shattered; and whilst he was in midair the punch came. "Fuck." He curled into a ball and the metallic fist slammed into his body, sending him flying a good twenty feet through the air, only to skid along the ground. Almost immediately after, heart-wrenching cracks came from his body as it healed itself; and he arched his back in pain while it did so. Eventually, he stood again, a cut healing on his cheek as he glared at the man in the Mech.

"Easy, huh?" He growled, his eye shifting from green to yellow for a second before he returned to his stance. "Can't fight like a man, so you fight like a coward!" He taunted, pointing to Russian. He examined the suit quickly, eyes scanning for anything of value he could break.

Growling, he looked around; trees were nearby...perhaps he could use them to his advantage. With that he turned and bolted for them, quite visible as he wasn't trying very hard to get to them. Once reaching them he'd hop into one; knowing his foe would follow. Reaching above him he'd easily snap a branch off, making a jagged end. He'd then jump up, and attempt to land on the top of the mech, and jam the sharp end of the branch into the shoulder joint, using it as a fulcrum to try and tear the arm off; with his increased strength, it wouldn't take long before he managed to do so, providing that Russian would sit still long enough.