Thread: Destruction's Right Hand (Razgriz & WritingxDreamer)

Gwendolyn would find the dog-like attack mechs to be no threat to her whatever was controlling them - be it the gold-armored robot-like figure or some other distinct entity - made it quite clear that they were all against the Enforcers. As they charged in, making strange barking sounds all the while, the Enforcers tried to contain them, their high-velocity, high-mass bullets felling some of the creatures but not enough of them. The enemy soldiers fell one by one, the combined efforts of the townspeople and their new mechanized allies slowly dwindling their numbers the strange four-legged beasts tore through the enemy's armor like it wasn't even there, screams emitting before the razor-like teeth shredded the comparatively soft and delicate human flesh of the enemy's necks. The craft from above continued its automated aerial missile barrage, destroying the Enforcer vehicles one by one as each projectile crashed into its target and forcing its payload to make a significant explosion while eliminating some of the enemy Enforcer grunts at the same time. Before long, the Enforcer Captain was surrounded on all sides several of the surviving mechanical attack hounds encircled him, their forms covered in splotches of red and bullet holes and making growling noises. The Captain tried to back up, but quickly found himself with his back against the golden android. Hello, Captain the android stated simply the Enforcer official turned and tried to punch the mechanized soldier, only to have his fist intercepted by the android's quick reflexes. For a few brief moments, they just stared at each other a sickening crack was then heard as the android gave the man's arm a sharp twist, breaking his wrist and a few fingers in the process. Captain Milligan fell to a knee, crying out in pain before being seized by a robotic hound on each limb, their teeth having softened to blunt ends to avoid excessive penetration. As much as the Captain struggled, he wouldn't be able to get out and he quickly gave up. You haven't won yet, Shiva the Enforcers will find you and put you down like the rabid dog you are the Captain The android simply crossed his arms and replied, You think too highly of your people, Captain you make them out to be the guardians of this world, but you are in truth the lowest form of scum, wolves in sheep's clothing. The Enforcers will be destroyed. Your people threaten the livelihoods of the innocent, weak and defenseless you claim to protect. And with that, the android turned and walked away. He would deal with the good Captain in a moment he needed to see the extent of civilian casualties first. The remaining hounds that weren't busy securing Milligan to the ground then began a rather strange task small packs went to each dead Enforcer grunt and began peeling the armor off of their bodies, using their mouth-like appendages to chew the powerful suits while leaving the organic human flesh intact. Why they were doing this no one knew however, given that the Adonis-like android was paying it no attention, it seemed like a normal occurrence. But it didn't make the townspeople any less uneasy as the android approached, they raised their rifles as they were still uncertain what exactly its goals. The mechanized man held up his hands, even though they in truth held no chance of harming him, and said in the same neutral yet slightly distorted voice Relax, good people. I am not here to harm you. Is everyone alright? After the civilians exchanged some looks, they decided to give this.....thing...that helped them a chance. Slowly, they lowered their rifles, apparently now at ease. For the most part, yeah, but we lost some people and have some injuries Hefter then replied, showing Hemmingway's bleeding shoulder and Harris' gut wound. Do you need any assistance? the android then asked Hefter shook his head and replied, No I think we'll be OK Geralds then turned and started giving orders, taking over since Hemmingway was currently incapacitated. The android looked around and noticed a young woman, her body curled up against the side of a vehicle and her face one of sheer fright. The corners of the android's solid black eyes lowered, simulating an expression of concern for the distraught state. He slowly made his way over to her, soon coming to kneel by her side and extending an open hand palm-up, as if offering a friendly hand to grab onto. Miss.....Miss....Are you alright? The battle's over he then said, possessing no knowledge of the traumatic past she'd had to endure. Truthfully, if the android and the mechanized minions hadn't shown up, it would have been an almost exact repeat of what had happened to her years ago.