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[TWO TITANS – BATMAN ARKHAM ORIGINS OST]
Steel hands grabbed blue claw, curled fist met mask covered face, a loud CRACK boomed from the force of the blow.
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“Hell yeah! Don’t stop BT!”
Rearing back their metal fist once more, BT pulled on the creature’s blue arm, the momentum adding extra damage to the ensuing blow again placed at the beast creating a large crack on it.
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“You cracked it’s face BT! One more time!”
And so BT swung again, a loud shattering sound emanated from the destruction of the mask, blue blood spilled with the blow.
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“THAT’S MORE LIKE IT BT-“
Cooper paused, his eye widening, excitement at the violent strike replaced by disgust and shock at the “face” of the creature. Malformed and misshapen looking. It was… wrong.
It couldn’t be, it shouldn’t be, yet it was.
The creature stirred, once it no longer felt a metal fist colliding with it’s face, it’s malformed eyes angrily narrowing onto the larger Titan. That put Cooper out of his stupor, unfortunately it was too late.
“Oh sh-“
The Lawachurl rammed into them, dark blue horns colliding with the shielded chassis, carrying them into the nearby wall with a loud crumble with cracks spreading all over. Cooper groaned at the impact.
“SHIELDS AT 17%”
“Yeah… I see that buddy!”
The Lawachurl, taking advantage’s of Cooper’s disorientation, pinned down the remaining metal arm to the wall, using it’s sharp claws to sink beneath the earth.
“We’re stuck!”
“CORRECT PILOT.”
Cooper rolled his eyes, before widening as the shields flashed again, leaning forward, Cooper noticed that the creature was pushing them harder against the wall, attempting. to crush both.
“SHIELDS AT 14%”
“BT! Expedite status report!”
“AT 97%”
Cooper groaned at the percentage.
“Alright I’m getting us out.”
Cooper kneed the creature, it flinched, but it’s hold was still strong.
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“Again BT!”
Another metal knee to the creature’s body, finally it’s grip loosened.
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"Good stuff BT!”
Utilizing the thrust systems, Cooper dashed forward, pushing them both off the wall and back into the open field, then with the creature disoriented, Cooper & BT pushed the arms away violently then grabbed the no longer mask covered head and threw the Lawachurl back into the wall, finally causing it to collapse on the creature.
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“I don’t think that thing will stay down for long BT, Expedite status report?”
BT responded with the appearance of the XOTBR-16 in their metal hands.
“Finally!”
“VORTEX SHIELD ONLINE.”
“ACOLYTE POD ONLINE.”
“ELCTRIC SMOKE ONLINE.”
“Alright! Now let’s finish-“
A loud roar interrupted Cooper, in response Cooper raised the chaingun pointing it to the rubble, Ice spikes exploded out of the rubble with smoke pouring with it. Something large jumped out of the smoke. Looking up, Cooper confirmed the creature had jumped once again high into the air.
"BT!"
"READYING ACOLYTE POD, LOCKING ON"
And with multiple beeps, the shoulder mounted acolyte pod released the stored missiles, furiously meeting the Lawachurl head on, making contact and exploding mid-air covering it in spoke as it roared as falling down with limbs waving wildly mid air. Using the recharged dash, Cooper and BT dashed into the safety as the Lawachurl met the ground, pancaking loudly with snow dust rising with the impact.
A beat of silence passed, waiting for a roar, a sign of anything, in fact Cooper was about to ask BT to scan before immediately disregarding it.
"Definitely not dead!"
Wasting no time, Cooper raised the XOTBR-16 and shot into the smoke recklessly with each passing bullet pushing away the smoke. Eventually, the smoke dissipated revealing the limp form of the Lawachurl.
"BT!"
"AFFIRMATIVE."
Locking on with the acolyte pod, multiple beeps sounded before a volley of missiles once again flew furiously towards the limp form of the Lawachurl, multiple explosions sounded, the Lawachurl whimpered loudly as black smoke surrounded the limp Lawachurl. A wave of pity washed over Cooper upon hearing the surprising whimper.
Walking over, with loud thumps sounding with each step, Cooper and BT crouched down, holstering the XOTBR-16 magnetically on BT's back Cooper used BT's hands and gently turned around the Lawachurl. Low breaths and shallow heaves met Cooper, it's eyes while misshapen communicated a message to Cooper.
Please.
Forming a thumbs up on BT's hand, Cooper grabbed the XOTBR-16 and aimed it one-handed, barrel menacingly looming over the Lawachurl's head, a soft whimper escaped it's mouth begging-
TOOH
A loud bang echoed throughout Dragonspine, signalling the end of the battle.
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It was over.
