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The blast doors slammed down nearly chopping a wounded Nemo in half as his ally barely managed to drag him through in time. The other wounded officer was not so lucky, trapped with the man dragging him to witness the battle royale that was about to begin.
"Seems we meet again, officer." The copy Bertigo says smugly. Klein held a defensive stance with his left beam shield at the fore, taking a moment to check his damaged right arm. The pain was beginning to fade, which meant that it must not have dislocated after all, but the beam shield emitter was destroyed.
The enemy Bertigo slowly paced around toward Krauser's position, and Klein knew that his opponent would be the other Victory.
"How's he holdin' up?" Klein asked without looking back.
"He's no bleeding anymore... heat from the beam saw to that..." The scared Nemo pilot replied, "But he doesn't look too good..."
"Get his gun, and get behind something," Klein said, "don't bother with the Bertigos, too hard to tell them apart, just shoot at the one with the 'V' on it's head."
Klein dropped his spent rifle, and pulled a beam saber from his left forearm, igniting it. With a slow but steady advance, he began to walk toward his enemy.
"Gundam," He called out to the Victory clone, "Lets do this." |
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