_Time to go_ New World Awaiting
The chuckling was definitely a tell tell sign that she could still do something, even at the range, he put between them. The question was, was it an attack or a way to undo the solidification. It was best to assume an attack, a long range attack to be exact, George figured. He just needed a sign of some sorts to confirm this hunch of his. " Of course, my puppet."
George said as he played along with her accusation. His memories were gone, but the way he is and how acts, didn't leave him. Sure, he knew someone was pulling the strings, and who ever did all of this, did for a reason. This reason, only George wanted to figure out and without interruptions.
As the beast brought her hands together, he reacted accordingly. His hunch was indeed, correct. He evaded the spear in the nick of time. " Not bad, puppet. As your reward, I'm going to tell you a few things."
George commented as he was surprised by the spear. He had actually expected like an energy attack or something to that nature, not a spear of all things. Through, if she can make a spear out of thin air, it wouldn't be hard to assume, she could make other things just as quickly. " Solidification effects not only the skin, but bones, muscles, organs,etc, etc. There is a safe way and then there is a fatal way to do it, guess, which one is happening to you."
He mentioned. What he pulled out of his pillow bag was a grenade, which made sense that those soldiers were carrying them. George pulled the pin and squeezed the handle.
George was impressed by the beast's determination so he continued his explanation. " Personally, I don't know why a friend of yours would give me the tools, but I honestly don't care."
He remarked to the beast as he started to sow a seed. " There is a time to live, a time to die, a time to create, and a time to destroy. Farewell, puppet. "
George mentioned as his purple energy was released from his body. He tossed the grenade as armor began to form. He then leaped within his stone armor.
Thanks to whatever happened above, the building materials were weakened enough for George to bust right up to the upper floor with a single leap. A behemoth had arrived on the scene, and was charging straight for the exit, running through the fallen debris, while the floor was collapsing. He lunged right through a wall and rolled onto the outside. The snipers would hear something big had entered the area. " In moments, the snipers will lose their lights, we will escape !"
He shouted to the others. George then, picked up a piece of debris and chuckled at a tower as he charged his way to the door.
"Fate smiles on the strange. So its a good thing, I'm the strangest of all." - William Livingstone, Cirque de la Nuit