[b]Karnstein[/b]

The blonde gave the young man a disparaging look, both for the age comment and his insistence on capital punishment. "I have no desire to fight someone so naive as to think I'm merely as old as I look, either, but I can't accept murder for the sake of avenging attempted murder. Your honour is going to be tarnished, boy."

The dramatic pronouncement was accompanied by mist spreading across the rooftop--seemingly coming from under the vampire's dress. She could turn her entire body into mist; simply generating it was a matter of beginning the process but not completing it. As a bonus, it would help Charlotte find the right point, which would even the odds in favour of not having anyone die at all.

"If you refuse to let her live, it seems that I'll be fighting you and that freak of a soldier."

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[b]Lucifer[/b]

Kick successful, the girl took stock of her opponent. Jettank's abilities were too public knowledge for his own good--and having worked in the IJF, it was even clearer what the suit's abilities and limitations were. It was clear that her only real option for disabling him entirely was to kick hard enough to overcome whatever stopped the force of impacts from cracking his bones, or to slice enough of the armour that it would be rendered nonfunctional. Neither was particularly easy against a fighter with so many ranged attacks.

The pink-haired angel paused for a split second as the gatling guns opened fire, then ran straight into the hail. More than simply dodging and weaving, Lucifer appeared to be performing an aerial ballet to avoid getting struck. Increasingly, she avoided them simply by being above the majority but that didn't put Jettank out of the reach of an arm-targeting slash!