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由Alpha-007编辑：
2/17/2016 10:17:30 PM
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[b]He attempts to fire the Vulcan, the Weapon you barely recognized as your own, the other in smolders
He then pulls his buzz saw with his other set of hands and fires the blade, while his unoccupied arm pulled a knife, the steel glinting [/b]
English
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While he was pulling the new weapons, Python had already begun to swing. The axe struck, burning both of his right arms off. Hard light is not easily countered. He kicked the smaller robot, sending him sliding twenty feet back.
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He pulls the knife, his already damaged eye sparking and beginning to repair itself. He steps towards Klank, rounds hitting and missing, axe in hand. Once there he grabs the robot by the arm and picks him up, slicing off his remaining arms. Holding him by the head, Python begins to squeeze. "That's your mother's job, bitch."
