>>5369936>>5369852Far too stubborn to let yourself get psyched out by a bunch of metallic creetins, you opt to focus on the path ahead of you as well as getting back to the area where you’d left Boleski.
“Boleski,” You say aloud, hoping that the man has stayed where he is. While you hadn’t had a need to use your comm up until this point, now you most definitely do. “We’re coming back– be prepared to destroy the robots.”
“Okay,” Is the curt response you get. Hopefully, if you time this right, you won’t get hit yourself, but you and Julia are probably the two who are the least likely to get hurt if you manage to get caught in the acidic crossfire.
A few, menacing chirps from behind you tells you the bots are losing their patience, if they even are capable of feeling such a thing.
‘Ratatatatatata–’ There are multiple, stinging pains upon your shoulders as a few of the miniaturized bots begin to unleash volleys of similarly-sized bullets, bothersome but not nearly hard enough to pierce skin. While bots themselves are one thing, you think the bullet-thing is a bit overkill. Then again, this is FutureLabs, and you really shouldn’t expect anything less.
Spotting a doorway that you think will lead you back to Boleski, you take a sharp, right turn, the bots not nearly as deft on their wiry, spindly legs. Your intuition proves correct, as the vestibule takes you to yet another hallway, but this one carries the faint scent of burnt metal.
‘Score!’ You think victoriously because now it’s all a matter of following your nose, and it’s not long before you find the Pole waiting for you not too far from where you’d left him behind.
“Skurwysyny…” He mutters distastefully, eyes locked on the bloodthirsty machines. His wings are bared as far as they can go in such a narrow space, but he looks no less ready to turn the group of bots into scrap.
“Uważajcie!” Boleski shouts warningly, whatever he says being lost on you. Picking up the pace, the only thing you’re focused on is getting close enough to dodge. The bots, on the other hand, fail to recognize the danger that lies before them, following you towards Boleski like sheep to a slaughter.
Boleski flaps his wings, sending greenish globs of acid flying all around you– acid that rapidly eats through anything it touches, burning through the walls, ceilings, and floors.
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