joshuadim
the writer
Kane felt the next impact as he got hit yet again, and while his exoskeleton yet again took the brunt of the force Kane was very audibly pissed off. "FUCKING ROBO-****!" he shouted aloud as he ducked back into cover behind the muscle car. He quickly checked the integrity of his exoskeleton, which worridly was starting to deteriorate from repeated abuse. He'd need to get that fixed should they survive the encounter with this drone. He took a quick peek and saw the others focusing on the drone's weak points to take it down, which Kane scoffed. They could take the next blow, he deserved a bit of reprieve.
Then a thought popped into his head. Given the car he had requisitioned belong to one of the cartel members back in the club, perhaps there was something of use in it for him? He immediately gave a cackle as he opened the car door and began to rummage inside as the chaos outside unfolded.
Then a thought popped into his head. Given the car he had requisitioned belong to one of the cartel members back in the club, perhaps there was something of use in it for him? He immediately gave a cackle as he opened the car door and began to rummage inside as the chaos outside unfolded.