You'd think that trying to find a robot that could potentially go as fast as Sonic or Shadow would be difficult, but Tails found it surprisingly easy. All he had to do was follow the wanton destruction, demolished raptures, and leveled city blocks that were still burning.
Eventually, the Cyclone shifted to its walker form as mounds and mounds of crumpled up Raptures piled up the roads. Just a few paces away was one of Eggman's strongest creations. The one that good doctor had spited so much that his hatred overrode his programming.
E-123 Omega whirled around, claws retracting into his arm and quickly replaced by a gatling gun, when he heard the Cyclone stomping towards him, assuming that was another Rapture to dispose of. To his mild disappointment relief, he lowered his guns upon seeing the fox mechanic walking towards him.
"Tails," Omega stated. His gun retracted back into his arm as he examined the new patch of metal on the side of the Cyclone. "You have outfitted your mech with low quality metal. Your choice of repairs disgusts me."
"Glad to see you two, buddy," Tails said as he hopped out of his hybrid plane.
"I am not your 'buddy,'" Omega corrected, but Tails didn't say anything. He grabbed one slice of Chatterbox's metal and handed it to the last E-Series. Said robot grabbed it with two sharp claws; it dangled from his grip like he was holding onto something, like a moldy cheese that sat on a sidewalk for months.
"Can you scan it?" Tails asked as he grabbed his tool box to perform a more thorough maintenance on the Cyclone. "I got it from a robot that could regenerate that was capable of regenerating itself. Do you think you can figure out why?"
"Of course I can," Omega said. He snatched one piece of metal from the fox's gloved hands. His eyes started to glow as he looked at it with almost malicious intent, as if the very thought of touching it disgusted him.
Tails hid a laugh behind his hand as he more thoroughly examined his vehicle.
A few minutes passed. Omega was still staring, while the fox was underneath the Cyclone with a few tools in his hands and a wrench in his mouth. Just as he was about to tighten a loose bolt, his Miles Electric started to ring. Tails' ear twitched as he pushed himself up and grabbed the tablet from the Cyclone's console.
"Snow White!" Tails said with a smile as the camera turned on, revealing the stoic Nikke. Omega's head swiveled around.
"Hey," She said curtly. The video feed was a bit fuzzy, but he was able to make Snow White's face and her surroundings. Behind her, hidden in a small mound of boulders, was a metal door. "I called to let you know I found an entrance to the ARK closeby."
"Really? Great!" Tails exclaimed. Snow White moved forward, pushing the boulders away to reveal an elevator shaft.
"There's hundreds of these things in a 200 mile radius from the ARK, I've learned. This is the closest one to your location. There's only one problem," Snow White explained. As she talked, Omega walked over to Tails' side.
"Security cameras?" Tails guessed. Snow White nodded. "It shouldn't be too much of a problem then. Our comms are equipped with jammers and specialized radios. The cameras will be set to an infinite loop, and the radio will automatically check every frequency so that you can listen in to enemy transmissions!"
"Really…?" Snow White said. "Impressive. Where'd you learn how to do that?"
"Oh, just something I developed during a war. I'm just glad Eggman was cocky enough to never find a work around to it…" Tails said, scratching the back of his head. As he did, Omega walked into the frame, allowing him to lay eyes on the white haired Nikke.
His gleaming red eyes bored into her. Snow White returned the glare.
"Who's your friend?" She asked. Tails blinked and looked up at the E-Series.
"Oh, right! This E-123 Omega. Omega, this is Snow White. She's a Nikke."
"Nikke…? Is this what fleshy people are called in this reality?" Omega's speakers creaked. He leaned in closer to the camera, pushing Tails out of the frame. "Regardless, it's ironic that they are named after the Goddess of Victory. Logging this under: 'Mildly Humorous.'"
Snow White grit her teeth.
"Omega!" Tails chided, slapping him on the pauldron. Omega's head swiveled to glare at the fox, before turning back to the screen.
"It's… fine," Snow White muttered, her voice coming out as a growl. "I was human once, now my brain is inside a robot body."
"You are a robot? Are you a combat model? If so, why are you designed as a meatbag?" Omega asked, the glow in his eyes brightening.
"Turns out, the brain doesn't like to be reminded that it's not inside a human body. Our bodies are designed to closely mimic a normal woman's body so that we don't go insane," Snow White curtly explained.
"Oh. So, you are an imposter?" Snow White flinched. "It's no wonder you are not capable of living up to Nikke's reputation."
"Omega–!" Tails exclaimed, but the larger mech wrested the Mile Electric from his grasp and pushed him away. Snow White glared down at her communicator, her own eyes glowing. It was dimmer than Omega's.
"I am one of the most powerful beings humanity has ever created," Snow White said through gritted teeth. "I can take on entire squadrons of Raptures by myself. I can create weapons that humans can only begin to imagine. I've killed Tyrants before! With my allies, we can demolish entire armies within minutes!"
"Are you really?" Omega asked. "If your weapons are as strong as you say, how come I've yet to level cities? Leveled mountains? If you are as strong as you say, how come you are damaged? How come you have to replace your exterior with inferior materials? If your allies are as strong as you say, where are they? Have you been separated from them? Have they been destroyed?"
"If you are as strong as you say, then why is this world dead?"
With each passing second, each word that came out of Omega's speakers, Snow White's heart dropped a little more. With each question, Snow White's anger rose, her fist clenching so hard that her blunt metal hands caused her palms to creak and bend. Omega's voice became more smug, more forceful as he continued; he saw Snow White's expression, and reveled in it.
"I do not see a goddess. I see a failure. A mockery of the Apotos goddess. A hunk of scrap metal that would be better off recycled."
"Omega, that's ENOUGH!" Tails yelled. He grabbed the Miles Electric and yanked it from the E-Series. He didn't bother. He said his piece.
Tails flew into the sky to keep the tablet away from Omega, not that he cared about it right now. "Oh my gods, Snow White, I'm so so so sorry about him! I didn't…"
Snow White was expressionless, staring into the camera with a blank look. Still as a statue. "Snow White?" Those words rang inside her mind endlessly. Why? Why, why, why? "S-snow White!?" Failure. That's what he called her. A failure. "Snow White!?" A failure, a mockery… Fitting, isn't it? She's dedicated her life to hunting down the Rapture Queen. She's spent two decades hunting down Chatterbox.
And he was killed by a single blue rat.
She really is a–
"SNOW!"
The aging Nikke blinked when Tails' desperate cries finally reached her ears. "H-huh…?" She looked down, seeing the fox cub.
"Are you… okay?" He asked.
No.
"I'm fine," Snow White whispered. "I'll send you the coordinates to the elevator. I'll call you when the coast is clear."
"Snow…" Tails muttered. She sighed as her hand fell to her side. The camera of her comm was pointing to the desolate, dry and dead ground.
"Hey… can I ask for a favor?"
"Y-yeah?" Tails asked.
"Tell Omega to fuck off."
Sonic's ear twitched when he felt the nurse's gaze on him. He frowned, awkwardly looking away as she continued to glare at him.
Right now, he has been admitted to a hospital inside the ARK. He had been sneaked inside by being stuffed into a body bag so that he wouldn't draw any unwanted attention, and was brought to an empty surgery room. Like before, he was adamantly refusing any form of medical attention to his bullet wound, and insisted that it heal naturally.
Is he being a bit paranoid? Maybe, just a little bit. In his defense, however, he has no idea what the technological capabilities of this world is. They could place tracking chips, suppressants, poisons, or all sorts of microscopic things that he doesn't know about.
Plus, the way the doctor's cold purple eyes glared at him made him feel uneasy. That, in and of itself is laughable, since he's fought literal goods and death itself with so much as breaking a sweat.
Then again, Cream's mom is downright terrifying when she's angry. Maybe it's a mom thing. Or in her case a "mommy" thing.
"So…" Sonic muttered awkwardly, closing his eyes and looking away from… Rosemary? "How long until I can start running?" He asked. Rosemary did not look amused in the slightest.
"Oh… just a few months." Sonic frowned, drumming his fingers against the cold white mattress of his hospital bed.
"Huh? I didn't catch that." The hedgehog's ear twitched as he frowned at Mary. Mary frowned back at him. In the corner of the hospital room, Pepper was shivering. She's never seen Mary's eyes for any longer than a few seconds. It's been two minutes.
"I said it'll be a few months until your leg is healed," Mary said in a deceptively calm voice. "All Nikke's weapons are specifically designed to shred through a Rapture's armor. The fact that you even have your lower body is still attached to you is a miracle in and of itself, and that's not even counting the fact you can be healed in the first place."
Sonic only shrugged. "Kinda have to be built like a tank. Otherwise, my body'll pull itself apart at how fast I run," He explained halfheartedly.
Pepper popped out of her hiding spot after he said that. She instantly wished that she didn't, as when her shoe squeaked on the floor, both sets of imposing, dangerous eyes of amethyst and emerald looked in on her instantly.
"R-Really? You wouldn't happen to know your top speed, do you?" Pepper asked nervously, hoping that one of them would turn their gaze away from her.
"Well…" Sonic muttered, closing his eyes while he stroked his chin. "That's the big question everyone wants to know, isn't it? Cuz the big wigs want to pull apart and see what makes me tick so that they can make another steel-plated faker, huh?"
Sonic looked at the syringe in Mary's hands, and pointed at her. "If that's what you want to do, then why don't you just hurry up and try to stick those sedatives in me, huh?"
"For the last time… These. Aren't. Sedatives." Despite her soft voice, the slight growl made it clear that Mary was near the edge of sanity. "Is it so hard to believe that there is somebody, at least one person in the entire ARK isn't out to dissect you?"
"Yeah, kinda," Sonic said, causing Mary to seethe. "I have very little to go off of. And… let's be real, those 'Absolute' lunatics? (He he, I'm hilarious.) They don't make for a very good first impression, even if one of them managed to turn things around just a lil' bit."
Mary closed her eyes out and let out a deep, frustrated sigh. Sonic smirked at her reaction, while Pepper continued to shiver in the background.
"Are you guys done? If that's the case, I want you to tell me how long it'll actually take for my leg to heal. I've got too many places to be at the moment, and I don't want to stay in this bumpy cot for a second longer than necessary."
Mary's eyes flared once more. She looked like she was about to say something, but before she did, somebody had knocked on the door to Sonic's hospital room. The hedgehog smiled smugly at the nurse. "Come in!" Sonic said before he could react. Mary frowned at him.
Sonic swiveled his head to see a man walk into the room with a child-sized wheelchair. He wore a brown military uniform with a couple of medals on it, and had short brown hair. Loathe as Sonic to admit, he was also ruggedly handsome. Not as good looking as the hedgehog himself, but with a few showers, a clean shave, and maybe some makeup to hide the eyebags, he could be just as good looking.
"So… You must be the boss, huh?" Sonic asked with a lazy tilt of his head. His spines brustled somewhat, small blue spikes poking out of his perfectly quaffed quills. "I have to say… it's a dishonor to meet you."
The military guy said nothing, staring blankly at Sonic and not giving him the luxury of a response. The hedgehog frowned.
"Y'know, back and forth banter only works if the banter is actually… well, back-and-forth," Sonic muttered, resting his face on his fist.
"I'm well aware," The military guy said. "However, I'm afraid that I won't be the target of your wiles for the moment." Sonic raised an eyebrow as the military turned to Mary and Pepper; both of them standing straight and Mary finally closing her eyes. "Please, help our guest onto the wheelchair."
"Yes, Deputy Chief," Mary said instantly.
"Hold up for one minute, bucko," Sonic said, raising one finger. "How do I know you're not going to send me to a lab?"
The well dressed man stood up straight, locking his gaze with Sonic's after adjusting his cuff, he grunted. "Say that we were. What would you do?"
The hedgehog smirked. "Hey, pal. You might've taken out one leg, but even that's still enough to defend myself. These next couple of rooms are empty, right?" Sonic asked, pointing to the right wall. Slowly Pepper nodded.
Sonic raised his good leg and thrust it forwards as powerfully as he could. Mary's eyes opened while Pepper shrieked as a massive shockwave was produced by Sonic's foot accelerating from 0 to nearly 259 in a nanosecond; Sonic's bed was pushed to the farside of the room, half of it embedded into the wall.
Sonic pointing his thumb through the five destroyed hospital rooms in front of them. "So, you've got another thing coming if you think you can walk all over me."
The brown suit guy did not react as strongly as the girls. "I will… take that into consideration." He said. Sonic's ears caught the slight tremble in his voice. "We will not be escorting you to a lab. Instead, I will take you to meet someone important."
"Important, huh?" Sonic muttered. He crossed his arms over his chest and he allowed Pepper to gingerly pick him and place him on a wheelchair. Just as the brown suit guy was about to take him away, he placed a hand on the doorway. "Hey. Sorry for being a prick," He said, before letting go and allowing him to be wheeled out of the hospital.
He and brown suit guy said nothing to each other, which Sonic preferred. He's never liked the GUN Commander (for obvious Shadow related reasons), so he doubts he'll like this brown suit either.
After a couple minutes, they approached a fancy door. It slid open, and a brown suit guy slowly pushed him in a pitch black room. "I'll be outside. Once your meeting has ended, I'll take you right back to the hospital." Sonic only nodded. The door closed, enveloping the hedgehog in a black abyss.
Slowly, however, the lights began to turn on and glow. It turns out, he was actually in a long hallway with what looked like prison cells a few meters away from. Sonic rested his chin on his hand as digital code formed in front of him, transforming into a gray-skinned woman in a white dress.
"I… am Enikk. An A.I. who oversees all of the ARK." The newcomer said. She floated in front of Sonic, her face covered black veil. Sonic's eyes bore as she came closer, hovering just a few inches away from his nose. "You… are an enigma. I've never seen anything quite like you before." Enikk raised a hand to touch his cheek. Sonic slapped it away.
"Watch the merchandise, lady," Sonic growled.
"I am not a lady. I am an A.I. Do you know what an A.I. is?" Enikk asked.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Artificial Intelligence. You're basically a man-made person. 'Sides, you look like a lady to me." Sonic huffed. "Anyways, enough with the chit-chat, pal. I've got places to be, people to save, and butts to kick, so why don't you hurry up and tell me what you want?"
Enikk didn't float back, much to Sonic's annoyance. She remained there, floating above him as if she was studying him.
"Very well. I have a few questions for you. And, something else more important. In return, you are allowed to ask three questions of your own," Enikk explained, finally putting some distance between the two. "To begin, I would like to talk to you about the Rapture you destroyed; Chatterbox."
"'Chatterbox…' You mean, that ugly guy who could talk?" Sonic asked. "What's so special about him? Heck, I probably did you guys a service by sending the guy to the scrapyard."
"You are… partially correct," Enikk muttered. "Chatterbox is a force to be reckoned with. And with his destruction, there is no doubt that the casualty rate of Nikkes and commanders will decrease because of this. However, there is one aspect of his destruction that you could not have predicted. As such, I will not place blame on you for the repercussions."
"And that is…? C'mon, lady, don't speak in riddles," Sonic groused.
"Chatterbox has discovered the location of the ARK. The reason we were never invaded by Raptures is because I struck a deal with him. In exchange for him not attacking the ARK, I was to periodically provide him with Nikkes. I therefore select Nikke's on a random basis, and implant them with a corruption code sent by Chatterbox–"
"YOU WHAT!?" Sonic shouted. To Enikk's surprise, Sonic stood up from his wheelchair. He winced at the pain, but managed to stand up regardless.
"How curious…" Enikk only muttered, watching as the bandages around his wounded leg began to darken with red. "You did not cause an outburst until I mentioned corrupting Nikke's. Why is that?"
"Do you really need me to answer? I thought you A.I.s were supposed to be ridiculously smart? How could you manage the entire ARK!?" Sonic spat. He growled as Enikk only floated listlessly before him, not responding and waiting for him. Sonic's growl morphed into a grimace as he finally sat back down.
"Fine. I'll tell you. It's because you wrested control from those Nikkes, whatever the heck they are. You took away their free will. And, I'll never forgive you for that," Sonic quickly explained, his eyes glaring into Enikk's very code. She only blinked at his explanation.
"My primary directives are to protect humanity, and maintain the ARK. It was a decision that had to be made. It was the only decision I could have made," Enikk said back.
"'Only decision,' my butt!" Sonic snapped back. "If you think the only decision was to sacrifice innocent lies, then maybe you should've used all that coding you're made of to actually think of a decent plan!"
"There was no other plan. In every single simulation that I have produced, refusing to take Chatterbox's deal would only end in the destruction of the ARK. It was the logical decision to make," Enikk argued.
"Who cares if it was logical! You took control over innocent lives, and led them to their deaths! What sort of plan is ever worth something like that!?" Sonic growled instantly.
"In that case, what would you have done?" Enikk asked. "If you say that sacrificing a few lives once every three months is not worth the protection and continued existence of mankind, then do you have any alternative solutions?"
"Of course I do. Me," Sonic said bluntly, without humor, in a completely serious voice. "Those Rapture guys are chumps. I bet I could take entire swaths of those bots, even an entire invasion force by myself!"
"Really? You subject yourself to facing tens of thousands, if not millions of Raptures by yourself? Your chances of survival are infinitesimally slim, if not near non-existent," Enikk countered.
"Your point? 'Slim' is not zero. 'Near non-existant' is also not zero. Even if there's a whole bunch of zeros between one and the decimal point, and still wouldn't be zero," Sonic argued. "Whatever chance you might calculate, I'll always be part of the winning formula. That's a lot better than a freeloader like you could ever hope to accomplish."
Enikk remained silent at his accusation.
"It is clear to me… that we will go nowhere continuing this conversation. We will only argue in circles. As such, I will continue with my original line of questioning."
Sonic blinked. "What? Hey, you can't just–!"
"As I was created to aid humanity in its survival. For that reason, I have extensive knowledge of all things on this Earth; ranging from weather patterns to natural disasters, to animals of shapes and sizes and microorganisms that can benefit or decimate humanity," Enikk began, tilting her head to the side as she examined Sonic carefully.
"However, I have no information on a creature such as yourself. My first question: what are you? A mutated beast? A robot of sorts?"
Sonic stared in disbelief at Enikk as she quickly moved on from the argument, almost acting like it never happened. He glared at her, his claws threatening to poke of his gloves and stab into the wheelchair's armrest. He took in a deep breath to keep his cool for a moment longer before answering.
"Hedgehog, noun, a burrowing animal," Sonic said, rubbing his cheeks to calm himself down. "But more specifically, I'm an Islander. It makes sense that you wouldn't know about me, since we probably don't exist in this reality."
"Reality…?" Enikk murmured. "My second question; what do you mean that you aren't from 'this reality?'"
"Wow, whoever made you must be embarrassed. Isn't it obvious? I'm from another dimension!" Sonic explained hotly. "My buddies and I had a little… accident while we were fighting an enemy of ours, and we accidentally blasted ourselves into this dimension."
Enikk remained silent as she absorbed the information. Sonic squinted his eyes, trying to see through the veil hiding her face. "My third question: The accident you mentioned; was it related to these energy signatures?" She extended her hand and opened her palm, causing a screen to appear above it.
Sonic's eyes widened marginally as the chaotic, scribble-like wavelengths appeared on the screen Enikk presented. He leaned back in his chair. "Yeah. That'd be the cause," Sonic answered, but did not elaborate.
"My fourth question," Enikk continued, "Do you know the source of these strange wavelengths?"
"My first question," Sonic interrupted, raising a finger. "Is anybody else listening in on this conversation? Or, are you going to provide them with a recording with all my answers?"
Enikk tilted her head. "Neither. Nobody is listening to us. However, I will provide your responses to the Deputy Chiefs of the ARK, and the three CEOs that manufacture Nikkes," she explained.
"In that case, I refuse to answer," Sonic answered without explaining. Enikk remained silent.
"You will not explain?"
"I don't wanna risk even giving you a hint."
Enikk nodded at his response. "Very well. In that case, I believe I should begin answering your questions, as I have no more for you. You have already used one of your questions, so, you are free to ask two more."
"Alrighty then…" Sonic muttered. "When I was picked up, I heard someone talk about a person named, 'Syuen.' Who is she?"
"Syuen is the CEO of Missiles Industries, one of three major corporations responsible for manufacturing Nikkes, and thus the protection of the world," Enikk explained. "Historically, the company is famous for many advancements in the field of science."
"Good to know…" Sonic muttered sarcastically. This world really is his worst nightmare. A corporation protecting the world? As if. They'd only protect their bottom line, and fight to make it even lower.
"You have one question left," Enikk reminded him.
"Yeah, I know, I know!" Sonic muttered. "I already know what I want to ask, anyways. Those girls that we picked up on our way back and the Rookie that led them? What's going to happen to them?"
"The mission Commander [*******] was unauthorized. In addition, he was accompanied by an unnecessary amount of Nikkes. As there were a number of cases with similar offenses, I have decided to follow those examples, and ban the Commander from all operations for two days." Sonic huffed. That was basically a slap on the wrist.
"In regards to the Nikke's involved; as they were unable to properly protect Commander [*******], proceeded with the mission despite the Commander being injured, and damaged valuable property that belonged to the ARK: the captains of the squads Counters and Wardress are to have their memories erased," Enikk said.
Sonic fumed, breathing out heavily from his nose. This prompted only more curiosity from Enikk. "You appear to be experiencing a substantial amount of anger, just like when I revealed to you that I corrupted the Nikkes. Why is that? Are these not two different circumstances?"
"No, they're not," Sonic growled with disdain, glaring at Enikk. "You're doing what you assume will bring better results. And in doing so, you violate what makes a human 'human.'"
The A.I. remained silent, pondering Sonic's words. She hovered and he sat in silence as the two merely looked at each other.
"This conversation has been enlightening," Enikk eventually said. Sonic blinked in surprise. "As the one who oversees and protects the ARK, I believe I have learned much from you. I will use this knowledge to further protect the ARK and its citizens from destruction."
Sonic huffed and rolled his eyes. He was about to open his mouth a retort, but Enikk beat him to the punch. "As thanks, I guarantee you a speedy recovery. Nobody shall be allowed to harm you or impede recovery. Doing so will result in punishment."
"Why…?" Sonic asked with a tilt of his head.
"In a short period of time, you've managed to do something that mankind has been unable to do. Completely decimate Chatterbox, with minimal damage to yourself," Enikk responded. "You say that you are single-handedly capable of destroying the Raptures. I wish to know if your claim is true."
Sonic remained silent as the room began to darken around him. The lights began to turn off around them, with the only form of light being Enikk's digital body. "Perhaps within you lies our key to victory," She said as her body dissolved into bundles of ones and zeroes. "I look forward to continuing our conversation someday."
The hedgehog sighed as he watched Enikk disappear. He stared at the spot she hovered for a moment, before a wide, cocky smirk appeared on his muzzle.
"Don't worry… I'll gladly solve for X!"
OMEGA [SEGA]
Fire / Defender / Shotgun
Squad: Team Dark
Backstory: The last E-100 Series robot created by Eggman. After squandering his potential, Omega vowed to prove himself as Eggman's most powerful robot.
VA: Aaron LePlante (Eng) / Taiten Kusunoki (JP)
SKILLS
Normal Attack (Normal / 9 Ammo / 0.7s Reload)
Affects Target Enemy.
-Deals 214.56% ATK as damage. Deals 220% damage when attacking core.
Skill 1 - Waking Up (Passive)
Activates when entering battle. Affects self.
-Taunts all enemies for 7 sec(s). DEF ▲ 9% for 9 sec(s)
56% chance to activate if another ally would Taunt an enemy(s) if their HP is below 45%. Affects Self.
-Taunted enemies target Omega instead.
Activates when killing an enemy with one of the last three bullets. Affects self.
-DEF ▲ 9.56% for 3 sec(s), can stack up to 10 times. Gains Pierce for 5 sec(s).
Skill 2 - Breaking Out (Passive)
Activates when 2 or more allies have less than 35% HP take damage. Affects Self (Cooldown - 12 sec(s)).
-Cover HP ▲ 2.37%. DEF ▲ 5.65% for 4 sec(s). Taunts enemies targeting allies for 3 sec(s).
Activates during Destroy. Affects Self.
-Ammo Capacity ▲ 13.49% for 10 sec(s). DEF ▲ 4% for 10 sec(s)
Activates During Maim. Affects Self.
-Hit Rate ▲ 44.89% for 10 sec(s). DEF ▲ 4% for 10 sec(s).
Activates during Massacre. Affects Self
Cover HP ▲ 32.01% for 10 sec(s). DEF ▲ 24% for 10 sec(s). Taunts all enemies for 10 sec(s).
Burst Skill 𝛀 - Dancing in Fire (Cooldown - 40 Sec)
When used in Step 1 - Destroy. Affects self.
-Change Weapon in use:
AR / 200 Ammo / 0.2s Reload
Deals 20% ATK as Damage. Deals 350% Damage when attacking Core.
Lasts for 10 sec.
-ATK ▲ 3.23% for 10 sec(s)
When used in Step 2 - Maim. Affects self.
-Change Weapon in use:
MG / 400 Ammo / 0.2s Reload
Deals 12% of ATK as Damage. Deals 375% Damage when attacking Core.
Lasts for 10 sec.
-HP Potency ▲ 74.65% for 10 sec(s).
When used in Step 3 - Massacre. Affects self.
-Change Weapon in use:
Rocket Launcher / 999 Ammo / 0s Reload
Deals 99.99% ATK as Damage. Charge Time: 0 sec. Full Charge Damage: 299.99%. Deals 199.99% damage when attacking core.
Lasts for 10 sec.
-ATK ▲ 79.99% for 10 sec(s).