[color=f7976a][b]Jetstream Sam[/b][/color]
[color=8dc73f][b]Fighting the UG[/b][/color]

[color=f7976a]"Oh? This is new."[/color] Sam laughed, a loud hearty laugh no doubt audible to the large construct before him. [color=f7976a]"A mighty robot, cowering behind his shield."[/color]

Again a familiar sound came to his ears, as the fighter plane returned for another strafing run, though it didn't spray bullets everywhere this time, just two more missiles. While it was meant to help the large robot, Sam could make use of it as well. The little lady was already gone to fight the other one, so all he had to do was concentrate on what was in front of him. The mouthpiece of the suit activated, closing over the bottom half of his face. A mere moment after dodging the missiles blast, he dashed forwards through the cloud of dust and smoke the missiles produced, heading straight for the robot's leg.

His sword flashed a bright crescent red, in an arc that would take off its foot left unchecked.