Croire: -shakes his head at Alvan- T...That's not w-what I was implying in the slightest, um, robot...knight. L-Look, let's just... -he pauses at the giant green thing stares down at them-
"...This...does not look like it's going to be fun."
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.-As Six darts out of the way of the giant monster's jaws trying to snap shut on her, it immediately attempts to try and swat Quaker away with a paw as the warjack closes in-
-Alvan Alain, this appears to be something called a "baloth". While not a product of the Devourer Wurm, baloths are still carnivores who have a very ill temper and a very big stomach - this one is exceptionally large, but by no means any different otherwise-
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-The baloth screeches in pain, temporarily stunned by Quaker repeatedly smacking it in the arm with a hammer-
-This means that a couple of Six's bullets find purchase in its flesh, and Alvan and Croire's edged weapons cut exactly where they need to-
-Fight's not looking good for the baloth right now, Alain. How do you wish to contribute?-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Croire doesn't let up, hacking at the enemy's sides and nimbly trying to avoid any possible retaliation, intent on dishing out what damage he can to either throw the creature off balance or try distract it so his allies can land their own blows without getting it's attention.-
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.-Ordinarily, this fight with a baloth would be tougher-
-But ordinarily, the baloth isn't getting pounded on from multiple angles-
-A few shots to the head, a spear to the spine, a sword to the tail, a couple of hammer strikes direct to its maw, a blast of magic into one side, and a bunch of sword slashes to the other, and the baloth finally slumps over with a quiet whimper and stops making sound, moving, or breathing-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Croire: -tilts his head at Asche- You'd...be surprised at how fast team-work speeds...things up. E-Especially if you're well-equipped for fighting m-monsters. -gives his blade a small swing as all the gears and mechanisms compact and switch back into a normal hilt- A-And it looks like all o-of us here have experience with this sort of thing.
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

-The dragons just nuzzle Ges a little bit, but don't bother him otherwise-
Kyo: True, I do look like one.
Seems they like you, too.