Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit upon his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats. "
-HL Mencken
...She was done. Plain and simple. She was done with this mission, done with the endless complications and drags, done with every single little niggling thing that held them back. She was done with her own absentmindedness and constant lapses in attention, finished with her team pulling her through the slog of yet another unenthusiastic effort on her part.
But most of all, Amy was done with this stupidass, mother####ing giant cat. The Fury went limp in her hands, retracting into her sleeve as she looked out of the door of the airship, watching Luke and Goodbitch start carving the thing up. Ben, leader till the end, hurled himself into the abyss, followed shortly after by his hawk, though her descent was relatively more controlled... And for good reason, the chains of her weapon dropping her lightly onto the back of the Manticore from the helicopter, her knees bending and legs absorbing the impact as she hit the ground. Time seemed to slow, the arc of Ben's blade flashing in the sun as it started its decent into the creature's unholy flesh--something she processed but filed away for later as she maintained her balance, starting her own run toward the monster's head. She raised her right arm, flicking a few switches as the engine started to roar, aura ramping to the point of almost overcoming the sensory dampening of Lauren's BaSTEELS.
The flow of events
went to a snail's pace.
She fired.
The chain lanced
She ran, starting around toward Ben,
Aura burning
As the chain embedded in the concrete of the building.
Gun barrels spun out
Blasting in carefully aimed rays, following the lightning pins, weakening flesh.
Time sped again as her circumnavigation of the beast's neck was completed, the chain wrapping through Ben's newly made cut and neatly around the disatrously weak section of the monster's body he hadn't cut through yet. "BEN! HELP ME PULL," she shouted, then hurled herself off of the creature, snapping the chain through its neck with her body weight. It might not have been sharp, but... It hardly had to go through the vertebra to end the creature once and for all.