Rolled 19, 4, 12 = 35 (3d20)
>>5754784https://youtu.be/ahaHPkCqa9U?si=0d3A2QacBh_D4snSYou carefully sense out the area, noticing a few Ki signatures that are definitely not the Metal Beasts, while also spotting some shuffling, zombie-like ‘bots. You use your goggles to mark those targets, passing it along to Rozriz. “Well, we’re in. What do you want us to go for first? What should we start smashing up?”
Her head very slightly moves side to side. “Number 19, sneak up on these targets. Son Peppa, prioritize these. Break ‘em apart as quickly as possible.”
“Yes ma’am!” You punch into your palm, then pull your fist back as you leap off her back, forming a Ki drill. You rocket forward into an area with Destron gas filling the air, but as your Ki drill starts to spin, you pull it into the drill with telekinesis and Wind Magic, first taking out a bunch of Metal Beasts that were linked together that were producing the Destron, and then continuing on to a number of terminals guarded by some of the zombots.
19 meanwhile silently dashes around and downs many of the others you’d targeted prior with swift and powerful debilitating strikes, absorbing several beams fired from Metal Beasts that attempt to bring her down. Some of the living Ki signatures you’d sensed prior, large-bodied, and spiky robots wielding energy flails, axes, and spears, converge on your positions. You and 19 both fire beams at some that approach, with Rozriz appearing almost out of nowhere to grab one with her maw and throw it at another, then unleashing a powerful, concentrated Ki beam from her mouth to dispatch them both.
She approaches you, noting as you get closer to one of the terminals, “Looks like a communication hub. Bring that down and we’ll put a dent in her ability to coordinate with some of her forces outside.”
…An idea hatches in your mind. “Before we do, how about we use it to get her attention?”
“I’m listening.” the raptor-bot responds, tone of voice making it sound like she’d grin if she could.
“Hey, Giru?” you call to, tapping your goggles again.
“Giru, Giru, yes Peppa?”
“You still got a copy of The Song from that video in your memory banks?”
“Affirmative!”
Turning to Rozriz, you tell her, “We’re gonna spam this at her.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-n-zduNJ0t8 She chuckles deviously. “Oh you’re a FUN organic. Peppa, I can help with this.”
After a moment, the messages are sent. She gives you a nod, and you smash the terminal. “…So, how many of those did you send over?”
“Your ally had 314159 separate files sent over. That’s going to get her attention.” She looks off into a hallway. “I’d made sure those are priority files, too. She’ll open at least one.”
(cont.)
