*Samus springs aside, leaping and tumbling to make herself a difficult target for the Wolf, firing back with rapid pulses from the wave beam. She knows by now that she can trust Blaze to cover her, and so angles her dodges to carry her closer to her foe--into grapple line range. She latches on to his weapon, looking to either pull it from his grasp or pull him off his feet and to her.*
*The black mist forming gets barely a glance, though, as she needs to focus on the battle at hand for another moment.*
You'd think they could thank us before killing us.
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*The black mist forming gets barely a glance, though, as she needs to focus on the battle at hand for another moment.*
You'd think they could thank us before killing us.