"This drawback is starting to do my head in." Nero groans, forcing his rebelling muscles to move.
"Not much we can do, we just have to work with what we got." Blake says, keeping his focus sharply trained on the remaining time they have left.
"That woman, I never expected her power to be able to shut us down, I've never seen the Aurarain form be forcibly cancelled."
'Yeah if that didn't happen we might have been able to get a decent mark or two on that lizard bastard.'
'The keepups should make the muscle strain a little bit easier.' Blake assures, having full faith in his inventions.
"Don't have much of a choice here either way." Nero scowls, knowing they have to do something.
Bouncing up and down off the tips of his boots, Nero revs himself up for the next task rushing forward with a humming trail of green. His teeth grit together sweat trickling down the side of his head as the pressure increases.
