rekindledtitan | The more I think about it, the more ominous it becomes. It's perfect! (Reply)

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*Samus grunts when she gets her first taste of the reflected beams--interesting that it can bounce them off the shield it previously fired through, though this is perhaps not the time to appreciate that. She scrambles as quickly as she can from handhold to handhold, wriggling as she goes to make herself a somewhat more difficult target. Blaze's advice is taken with a quick bark of thanks and an effort in that direction.*

*Samus is also looking for a chance to catch hold of its head with her grapple beam--not, this time, to pull it off balance, but to pull herself in close. The barrel of her arm cannon is going to be smashing right into those delicate optics, the impact punctuated with a point-blank missile. Wrapping her arm and legs around the head and neck as best she can, she pours plasma into the damage, firing as quickly as she can.*