[ cassian has now been to several cities on this planet, and he's sure new magellan is theoretically fine, but there are too many monsters in the way of really appreciating any of it, not to mention the ai countdown hanging over their heads, the rescue plan pushed up a lot sooner. good thing he's great at working in a rush! why is this his third experience storming a heavily armed enemy stronghold? and the second one today? ]
[ it helps that he's never going to run out of ammunition, so to speak, while they're on the ground here and making their way towards the facility. the earth is his ammunition and it's a very comforting thought. ]
[ the eyeless, eight foot tall monsters are the worst, quickly becoming the biggest threats. one of them speeds towards him and whoever is nearby, but he holds out his hand to stop the other person. ] No. Wait.
[ the creature's speedrun is interrupted as cassian curls his fingers into an almost fist, and when he opens them back up wide, the earth beneath it literally explodes. cassian is far enough away to avoid any pushback, but it's loud like a bomb; the dirt and rocks and beast together soar through the air from the force of it. it's probably not dead, but at least it's delayed. ]
ii. we got a real jam going down.
[ once inside, the monsters don't really lessen, cassian just has less to work with. but his control over metals has gotten better with time, so really it's just working with a different, more precise tool. ]
[ however long it takes them to move through the facility, to find cassius's room, cassian plants himself outside it fully anticipating being boxed in. he forces the metal door sealed as an extra barrier, with barely any time to spare as one of the weird doglike reptiles bounds into the hall. unfortunately for it, cassian is already ready. his chest glows and he pulls down a piece of four foot long piping from the ceiling, flinging it almost like a whip to encircle the monster's neck. it squeals and stumbles, falling over as cassian tightens the pipe, choking it out. ]
I was not going to touch it with those scaly spikes. [ he pulls one more time, blood or something like it gushing out of the creature's mouth and new sudden neck wound before the piping rips right through, decapitating it. ]
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ii. we got a real jam going down.
iii. wildcard.