[It doesn't respond to that - can't exactly be heard when it's underwater like this, already reaching out to fire an energy weapon towards the oncoming attacker, but even if it wanted to its focus is half being taken up with searching for weak points on the dark oncoming shape, and half by the transformation that it feels mostly as the joints in its leg ceasing to function, a strange development of musculature and posture that sets its pain sensors to screaming for 1.6 seconds.
When it slams into the monster, it has to fight off the terrifying sudden instinct to bite, dig its teeth into flesh in a way that sends an equal thrill of panic through it. It fires where a head ought to be, then attempts to knock the thing away with what should be a kick and instead is an arching smack of its now nearly-snakelike lower body.
It has to flip to right itself, hunting for that floating block of ice and pulling itself up towards the surface to check on Arcade.]
Eight.
[The monsters aren't dead yet, but - it has to be an asshole. Easier not to think about whatever happened to it here and how it definitely doesn't have legs any more.]
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When it slams into the monster, it has to fight off the terrifying sudden instinct to bite, dig its teeth into flesh in a way that sends an equal thrill of panic through it. It fires where a head ought to be, then attempts to knock the thing away with what should be a kick and instead is an arching smack of its now nearly-snakelike lower body.
It has to flip to right itself, hunting for that floating block of ice and pulling itself up towards the surface to check on Arcade.]
Eight.
[The monsters aren't dead yet, but - it has to be an asshole. Easier not to think about whatever happened to it here and how it definitely doesn't have legs any more.]