Oh Samus could take care of giving them plenty of cover. She unlimited ammo made her all too powerful on this battlefield. Her only limitation was her ability to maintain focus on the battlefield.
Unfortunately she also sticks out in her bright orange armor. And if it walks like a tank and talks like a tank (metaphorically speaking), it'll call for anti-tank weapons. And one rocket found itself on path towards the hunter. Her danger meter skyrocketed at the last possible moment. She looked up and lost her focus for just a moment, but that moment was long enough.
The impact was quick, but it caused quite the little explosion. A cloud of dust rose up immediately and the hunter was out of view.
But after a moment it cleared up. The heap of metal lay motionless, face-down in the dust. She finally stirred. Her head hurt. All sorts of warning and danger signs flashed across her HUD. She was okay. Rattled, but okay.
"Dammit," All her powerups were offline. Her armor needed time to recalibrate. It was essentially useless for the time being. She propped herself up and dragged herself behind cover before letting her armor dematerialize back into her body. There was no point in using the energy to keep it out anyway. Now to find a gun...
"Here, take one of mine!" Superman said, taking one of the pistols and tossing it to Samus. "I can find another if need be. Remember that we're not playing by our rules right now."
He may be powerless at the moment, but if sacrificing some of his own help to aid others meant someone could keep going, then so be it.
Unfortunately she also sticks out in her bright orange armor. And if it walks like a tank and talks like a tank (metaphorically speaking), it'll call for anti-tank weapons. And one rocket found itself on path towards the hunter. Her danger meter skyrocketed at the last possible moment. She looked up and lost her focus for just a moment, but that moment was long enough.
The impact was quick, but it caused quite the little explosion. A cloud of dust rose up immediately and the hunter was out of view.
But after a moment it cleared up. The heap of metal lay motionless, face-down in the dust. She finally stirred. Her head hurt. All sorts of warning and danger signs flashed across her HUD. She was okay. Rattled, but okay.
"Dammit," All her powerups were offline. Her armor needed time to recalibrate. It was essentially useless for the time being. She propped herself up and dragged herself behind cover before letting her armor dematerialize back into her body. There was no point in using the energy to keep it out anyway. Now to find a gun...
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"There goes our powerhouse. You hurt?"
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"Fine. I need a gun," because she couldn't afford for them waste time on being concerned over her.
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He may be powerless at the moment, but if sacrificing some of his own help to aid others meant someone could keep going, then so be it.
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