((The group sneaking up on Onix, Pyro, Ryltar were a group of about five enemy soldiers, whom were ambushed by the 8 undead that Ryltar summoned; the marines on Onix's side are pinned down under fire about 25 meters in front of Onix, PYro and Ryltar. I think I should do a better job describing the battle scene
Stalker saw Lynx blow him a kiss and responded by bringing a gloved finger to face plate,and under a split -second, tapped it once, then again where his eyes were, and then brought his finger under the two 'eyes' and made a wide U,
which to the clones, was the closest thing to actually telling non-clone that they were happy, a 'synthetic smiley', as it was referred to.
He wasn't surprised when a hailstorm of laser fire danced out at Lynx as she cloaked herself. Sighting up an enemy, Stalker counted his heartbeats, and when its rhythm paused, he squeezed the trigger. His railgun fired, discharging its hollowed out round, and blasting out at 1750 meters per second. The projectile impacted, the energy behind it taking the soldier's head clean off.
Not taking his eye off the scope, Stalker pumped the rifle and fired again, hitting a enemy in the shoulder and leaving his bloody mark on the soil.
Looking to Zarae, the sniper noted three black-clad scouts, two flanking the drowess; thinking that he could take down the one coming up right in front of her, Stalker decided the better of it, and let her know where the other two were, well one when he was done. Sighting up one of the enemies, he fired, dropping one of them before they took another step.
"There, that should now let her know," he muttered to himself, keeping a close eye on Lynx also, but not to worried about her as her odd lighting spell ravaged the remaining enemies targeting her, easily taking out seven enemies with both bolts.
Onix watched with utter amazement as Ryltar's dark energies tore into three enemy goons, sending them spinning to the ground in seconds.
However, it was the sight of several dozen missiles of magical energy that roared in along with a fireball ((Issac's Greater Missile Storm and Fireball)) and blasted about half of his undead to pieces. Looking to the source, Onix spotted the three or four more drow mages coming across the battlefield, and worse, seeming to be targeting Onix and them first, but so close to the friendly marines.
"Sir, we've got incoming!" Pyro shouted through his helmet, pointing to where the skeletons had been blasted. Onix cursed under his breath as at least five enemies came in and blasted the skelelys with blasts of super-heated energy.
Looking to Ryltar, Onix shouted "Take down the stupid, blasted wizards!!" He pointed to the four drow spell-casters.
"Pyro, with me!!" the clone roared to Pyro as he brought one of the enemy soldiers into his targeting optics, and opened up with his M92. The HMG roared in full-auto as shells were ejected from the weapon and clanged to the ground in synchronized order as Pyro's weapon joined in the automatic fire.
Both Edge and Ironside had to smirk as the odd, over-sized imp-looking creature hauled up one enemies and dropped him to very bad-ending death. It was when Stalker shouted something to the squad-leader that Ironside looked over to where the enemies had came in. His jaw dropped as he saw an army marching toward them off in the distance.
The heavy weapons clone zoomed in using his in-helmet binoculars, and made out that this army wasn't made up of the enemies that the Thetas were now fighting; no, they were natives of the planet, though Ironside did make out orcs, odd-gray dwarves, goblins and more of the dark-skinned elves that they were also fighting. He didn't even want to know the numbers behind that approaching force.
"Uhh Edge, look at that."
The green-clad clone raised his helmet; "holy shit; how many do you even think that is?"
"If I had to guess, I'd say between 3000 and 5000 enemy natives that are about half a kilometer to a kilometer out, but are approaching fast," Ironside replied in a not-to-certain tone.
"ETA?" Edge asked.
"I'd say a minute, maybe two."
Edge looked to Lothir and Drakin;"Lothir? How much time do you or you," pointing to Drakin," think we have before that
is upon us?" He pointed out toward the approaching army.