The Precrest Arena

[Michen_S]

The cheetah ran forward, hearing words she couldn't understand behind her. Then she abruptly set in a break, creating a small dust cloud in front of her. Right in front of her was a red fox-like creature with yellow manes. She had no way out now, except... Looking behind her, she saw that the tank was no longer following her for now, but was rather checking out the area where she just was. What in the world was going on here? Was the tank trying to play mind tricks on her? Slightly panting from her run just now, she edged closer to the wall slowly and awaited the other's movements...

[Rayleonarde]

The Ray's, as one unit, shifted about uneasily. With the mechanical monster shouting peculiar warcries and the others seemingly confused, the raccoons were collectively on edge. Steeling themselves, they began slowly approaching the tank, spears at the ready.

[Hunter568]

Hunter stepped into the arena, holding aloft his massive black battleaxe in his right hand and hefting up his dark green enameled kite shield in his left. He was clad in an armored chestpiece, gauntlets, and and iron greathelm, all of which followed the same color motif of forest green with black accents.


The last thing Hunter remembered was going to sleep after a long night of ale-filled celebration with his fellow soldiers and men-at-arms after their victory. Then, he had awoken in a strange tournament colloseum of sime kind, and had been ordered to fight again. He didn't know where he was, but he was determined to defeat the strange creatures surrounding him and find a way back to his men.


Hunter spotted a cheetah and a small, foxlike creature standing near eachother several meters away from him. He squared his shoulders and charged the two, brandishing his axe and letting loose a battle cry.

[Brisky]

Peering around the rock, Alan suddenly spotted a group of black, almost knight-like soldier, standing across the field. Much to his surprise, the element not only had already spotted him, but was also slowly moving in towards his position.

"Well, it scertainly seems like I've found the Germans. Or should I say, it scertainly looks like the Germans found me... Alan growled to himself...

How could he have missed the soldiers standing there, near the open of the field!? Regardless of the reasoning behind it, Alan felt like it was time time to take matters more seriously...

This can't be. They can't be just marching in towards me as an infantry element, not even if they had small-arms instead of spears and shields. There HAS to be an anti-tank gun somewhere in the bushes... He thought to himself, as he carefully peered around the area behind, and on the flanks of the approaching units.

He couldn't see a thing. Not even a thing that a German gun or launcher could be hiding behind.

Well why in the bloody heaven's are they approaching me, then!?


Alan, stood still to think for a second. Either or, they've got some sort of weird, new anti-armour tech, either or, they're well, just a little overambitious.

Regardless, as a recon tank, he was determined to find out. So he racked his machine gun and, cautiously but undaunted, began running in towards the troops at a steady speed of 20 km/h. But, halfway in towards the element, he cut a half-streak left, to prepare for flanking his oponent's formation.

[Michen_S]

The cheetah heard a shout and turned her head in the direction it came from. She saw the wolf storming at her. Letting out a scream, she started to run away along the walls again, planning to run past the ninja raccoons' backs. She was now almost 100% sure that there was, in fact, no way out. She had no weapon, poor armour and thus almost no way to survive an onslaught. She needed time to think, but preferably when there's no living armour on wheels or a maniac bent on blood after her!

[Rayleonarde]

The Rays kept their shields towards the tank. A plan was formed, and with a unified nod, the group split into two teams, approaching the vehicle from either side.

[Hunter568]

As Hunter approached, the cheetah bolted away with blinding speed. He realized he had no chance of catching her at that speed and slowed to a halt. Looking around, he was floored by what appeared to be some kind of gigantic gray behemoth, also moving along at an unimaginably rapid pace. Wherever he was, the creatures here obviously posessed much more advanced speed than him.


Looking again, he realized that there was a company of soldiers forming a kind of moving sheild wall, facing down the behemoth's charge with their spears braced. This gave him some hope, as their must be some hope of defeating the beast if those spearmen were standing against it. He decided that his best strategy would be to aid them in taking down the behemoth, since it was likely going to be his only chance of ever defeating it. He began jogging towards their corner of the arena, attempting to stay behind the towering, gray beast in hopes of avoiding its notice.

[Michen_S]

Zila let out a sigh of relief as she didn't appear to be followed anymore, and put her hands on her  knees. Looking at the scene, it seemed as two fighters were keeping the living armour busy, giving her time to think clearly. She couldn't run in circles forever, and she hadn't found any place to hide. She could stand a chance, if she just had some kind of weapon... What could she use? Anything?

[Brisky]

Allan immediatly halted, when he saw the element split up into two, wich then tried to approach him from the side.

Well, bugger! You're not going to flank me, I was going to flank you! He thought to himself, in complete surprise.

Well eitherway, whatever they're thinking of doing, they don't seem particulairly chatty about...


The small tank nervously hit reverse, and kept a pase just to keep enough distance between the element and himself, for an effective smoke discharge.

The element, having split in two, gave him a splendid idea for his next move, but in the meanwhile, Alan was just curiously looking at the approaching soldiers.
However much their intention seemed to be to knock him out of the fight, they hadn't fired any weapons at him. And this, even though all his guns were loaded, he almost thought as if it were to be... Rude... To fire upon his assaillants, at the time being.

However, as Alan was still slowly backing up, he was too focussed on his peculiar attackers to be bothered to look behind, and spot the additional threat that was sneaking up behind him...

[Hunter568]

The behemoth was incredibly maneuverable, changing courses and zipping along in its new direction with apparent ease. Hunter marveled at how a creature so large was moving in this manner.


As he drew closer to the monster, still apparently unnoticed, he realized that its outer layer was neither skin nor fur nor scales, but metal! Hunter shuddered, wondering what sort of arcane magics might be animating this thing. He shook off his confusion however, and began to formulate an idea.


This creature's primary asset seemed to be its great speed and maneuverability, so the logical course of action would be to damage its paws. It's paws were certainly strange, consisting of several large discs surrounded by a rapidly moving black strip that seemed to propel it along the ground.


Hunter decided he might cause some kind of damage by shearing through the strip. He didn't know if his trusty damascus steel axe would be able to harm this strange creature of metal and smoke, but he had to try something.


As the creature passed close by him on another of its speedy direction changes, he sprang forward and brought the axe down with all his might on the racing strip of treads.

[Naval]

((Oohhh this looks like fun, I’ll join into the fray! Cx))
 
  Name: Kittle
Species: Dragon Fairy
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Height: 1ft
Weight: 20lbs
Build: A little pudgy and round.
Coloring: Pearly white scales, with a oynx underbelly and palms, soles. With ever changing eye color that has no pupil. And a glittery rainbow butterfly wings. With grey claws. A a lighter grey jagged horn.
Markings: A arcane tattoo in his neck that is colored purple.
Clothing:None
 Weapons: Trickster arcane magic. Teeth, and glitter.


     Kittle was lazily floating around enjoy the smell of a daisy when the suddenly jolt of magic shot him. And the landscape was not the lovely lush forest he was used to. But instead in a place with plenty of loud and harsh noise, as the sight was surly one he was not used too. For the exception of the warrior in metal armor. But the metal box on wheels with a tube, was rather strange. But in the distance there was also a wall of some type and a kitty lady. Kittle unsure of his new situation and how he got there. Simply giggled with a echo and flapped his wings moving to a wall like if he was swimming in the air. And watched this unfold.

[Michen_S]

The cheetah was heaving a breather now she could have one. None of the fighters seemed to target her right now. Unfortunately for her, the only thing she could possibly use as weapons was dirt, rocks and sticks. Not particulary dangerous. Well, the rocks could be, but the others had advanced armour. It was the only thing she could try.

Looking around, she also saw a dragon-ish being floating in the air near the wall. They, it, whatever... didn't seem to be particulary threatening, unlike the other three she had seen. It almost seemed... What, actually? She looked towards the other fighters, wondering if she should risk to run over and try to become allies with the mysteriously-coloured floating scalie.

[Brisky]

As Alan was slowly reversing, he was startled as he suddenly felt a large, foreign, metal object strike into his tracks.

The item was immediatly caught between the steel track links, and flung rearwards, where it ended up jammed between the rear idler and the mud-shield.

Confused, Alan checked his rear to find the individual to whom the item likely belonged, ofto his left rear side, near the idler.

"Oh, dear... I didn't see you there! Awfully sorry, chap! I didn't accidentally run over something, did I!?" -He politely asked the fellow that has suddenly appeared besides him...

[Hunter568]

Hunter watched in dismay as his axe flew out of his hand and became lodged in one of the many crevices in its jagged metal surface. It didn't seem to have any effect at all.


Suddenly, he almost fell over in horror as the creature began to...SPEAK?! Hunter was so shocked by this that he didn't really hear anything it said.


After a few seconds of staring at the monster with his mouth agape, Hunter pulled himself out of his stupor and lunged forward, yanking his axe back out of the creature. He then promptly sprinted away from it as fast as possible, hoping that it would focus on the ranks of spearmen now starting to surround it and choose not to pursue him.

[Rayleonarde]

One of the Rays, now that they had the mechanical beast surrounded on two sides, reached out and probed the thing's armor with his spear tip. After drawing no blood, the spearmen looked at each other a moment, waiting to see the thing react.