LotS/Remote Combat Mini Assault Drone
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| name::Remote Combat Mini Assault Drone | [[:Category:LotS/type::Utility|type::Utility]] |
| Attack: attack::750 Defense: defense::700 |
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| Murder by Proxy: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each piece of Remote Combat set equipped; Extra damage against Mechanized raids | |
| 9. Diala grinned, flexed her mind, and let go. She bounced between her shells as she breached the blast door and ejected smoke pods, overriding basic follow commands and directing the drones to fan across the room and bring ordnance to bear. And then she opened fire.
She would never be Antho, but she flitted from body to body so smoothly that she may as well have been one entity teleporting in real space. She filled the room with fire and light. One soul in four soldiers. A one woman battalion. Somewhere far away, safe in a vat, her pulse hammered in her veins and she soaked in the heady, giddy rush of adrenaline. | |
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{{#set:color=Orange}} {{#set:ability=Murder by Proxy: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each piece of Remote Combat set equipped; Extra damage against Mechanized raids}} {{#set:text=9. Diala grinned, flexed her mind, and let go. She bounced between her shells as she breached the blast door and ejected smoke pods, overriding basic follow commands and directing the drones to fan across the room and bring ordnance to bear. And then she opened fire.
She would never be Antho, but she flitted from body to body so smoothly that she may as well have been one entity teleporting in real space. She filled the room with fire and light. One soul in four soldiers. A one woman battalion.
Somewhere far away, safe in a vat, her pulse hammered in her veins and she soaked in the heady, giddy rush of adrenaline.}} {{#set:obtained=}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}