Valen vs Marco Round 2

[Ransac16]

Valen entered the arena in his newly improved Stinger. He knew from his previous battle that Marco was a master of ranged assault. Rather than using something more in line with that kind of style, he had chosen Stinger specifically to put him at a disadvantage as a test to both himself and his machine. Folding his arms he waited for Marco to arrive.

Valen - Stinger

[Azkaiel]

Hovering into the arena grounds, the burly pilot wondered why he was the 'lucky' team Striker to be the one to face the boss's newly upgraded joyride. Knowing Valen's brutality in mobile suit combat, he wondered if he was in for a world of pain...

Marco Owen|Deathwing

[Ransac16]

Valen nodded his head in respect as the sub arms on his pack reached down and plucked the beam sabers from their storage. Positioning them in front of Stinger he began spinning the hands, quickly building up to a surprising speed before activating the beam sabers.

"Long time no fight, Marco. Good luck." He said before beginning a march towards Deathwing.

[Azkaiel]

Faced with a pair of beam sabers rotating at a blinding speed, Marco's options were rather limited, seeing as how the wall of blades could effectively counter whatever the Deathwing could muster. But rather than worry the what ifs, he chose to act instinctively, going for an immediate all out attack on his first move. Opening up the protective hatches of his numerous missile launchers and revving up the gatlings, Marco unloaded what could only be described as an attack of cataclysmic proportions, pelting the reworked Stinger with an entire load of missiles, ballistic rounds, and beam bolts, intent on demolishing the beam blade barrier in a single attack.

[Ransac16]

"Ah crap." Swore Valen as he fired up his thrusters and dashed to the right to evade the assault, firing his vulcans to intercept what missiles in his path and the beam sabers to deflect any beams coming his way. Even as he blocked, some shells from the gatlings managed to bypass his defense and left small but noticeable dents in his torso armor.

Knowing that remaining at this distance from Marco would be suicide he charged Deathwing, unfolding all four of his arms. Upon being revealed, all four shining grips began to glow with energy. Keeping his beam sabers spinning he maxed out his considerable thrust and continued on his path.

[Azkaiel]

Briefly mourning the fact that his initial and very expensive attack had failed to provide results, Marco resorted to more exotic means. Rapidly thrusting to the side and deploying all his remotes to the roof of the arena, he had them fire downwards at the bipedal machine, in a tight area, hoping to score some damage against his vaunted leader. Whilst holstering a pair of his pVBRs, Marco drew the heavy bazooka, and fired off a single massive projectile in which to discourage his employer from coming too close.

[Ransac16]

Against the bit assault Valen was forced to raise the sub arms above his head to intercept what beams he could, relying on his bladed shields to block the rest. Against the bazooka, Valen could only bring his arms in front of him and fire all four shining shots before rolling to the left, using one of those shots to intercept the bazooka round while hoping the other 3 may do some damage. As he rolled Valen activated his suits stealth unit, becoming invisible.

[Azkaiel]

Forced into a running battle against the Stinger, Marco managed to avoid one of the deadly beams, but alas, the other pair seared into the Deathwing's thickly armored hide, resulting in a pair of angry scars. What he had not expected, was the Stinger vanishing from sight. Having dealt with a similar opponent before, the pilot knew of a method to reveal the location of the enemy combatant. From above, the army of remotes scattered out, before firing downwards, peppering the grounds of the arena with a intense hail of beam fire, while his own mobile suit covered its entire frontal 180 arc with numerous beam bolts from the quartet of pVBRs, gatling gun rounds and laser sighted missiles, resulting in the a dramatic display of pyrotechnics covering almost the entire combat space.

If Valen thought that he could hide from him in such a confined space, Marco was going to show him how ineffective that move was, in a situation like this.

[Ransac16]

Against an assault of this magnitude Valen was forced to sacrifice his flight armor and shields simply to survive. Knowing this had to end soon he leapt into the air and maxed his thrusters to dive bomb Deathwing, extending his right leg to kick the mobile suit in the torso. As he approached Stinger finished recharging the Shining Grips. Without hesitation, Valen reengaged them, covering them in beam energy once again.

[Azkaiel]

Rather unexpectedly, the Deathwing was rocked by a powerful stealthed MS kick, which demolished his torso armor while causing an entire system's shutdown.

"Crap..."

[Ransac16]

Disengaging his stealth unit Valen climbed back onto his feet and leapt into the air, his entire body facing the stunned mobile suit. Once in position the shoulders of his mobile suit extended outward and the Core Gun in his torso snapped outward.

"Here I go. You're a great opponent Marco, but time to finish this."

Bringing all four of his hands together in front of the Core Gun he began charging all five weapons and merging them into a large sphere of beam energy. Suddenly Stinger glowed a bright golden.

"THESE HANDS OF MINE ARE BURNING RED! THEIR LOUD ROAR TELLS ME TO GRASP VICTORY! HERE IT IS, MY ULTIMATE TECHNIQUE, SEKIHA BURST TENKYOKEN!!!"

In the center of the beam sphere the image of an emerald pierced through with a sword flared to life as the sphere nearly doubled in size and blasted towards Deathwing.

[Azkaiel]

Unable to react to the incoming massive sphere, the globe of energy crashed into the mobile suit, consuming the winged machine utterly.