[i]He noticed the gun, and laughed.[/i] Look, I don't know if you want to die, but if you can shoot, go for it! [i]He shouted over the terrifying roar of his Browning, the weapon decimating those in front of him. Pushing forwards, he unholstered his M1, and began picking off soldiers at longer ranger, the .30.06 doing serious damage.[/i]

[b]That was the fascinating thing about her... She didn't intend to open fire. Hell, her gun hadn't fired a bullet in years... No... She had a different plan.[/b] [b]She dashed forward, using rocks and whatever cover she could find to dodge in and out of the bullets until she was in the thick of the fight... From there, she made a quiet hand motion and stood still, watching as the troops moved.[/b] [b]Then, the ground began to shake, like an earthquake was about to tear the very land asunder in a mighty push.[/b] [u]Crack![/u] [b]Suddenly, the middle and left flank of the army was rattled and tossed as the rank smell of salt water and rotten kelp filled with air, the ground splitting open as water gushed out... But not just any water, sea water, from the depths itself.[/b] [b]Then another crack, as the giant, rust covered knuckle dragged out of the ground, the hand itself the size of a man... Then... A single, bright orange spotlight shone up as the Titan emerged from the crack. Y'see... That was the thing... Lana wasn't a capable and experienced fighter... But her 'friends', hell, they were damn beasts. And she had just summoned her biggest one... Brutus, Titan of the Depths, Terror of the Sea... The Anchor Monster.[/b] [i][u]"HNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGRRRRTTTTT".[/u][/i] [b]He roared, as he pushed out, the two story giant a masterwork of metal and runes. He was a pure steel and iron monstrosity, built in Lana's head as an ear perfect amalgamation of power. He shone with outer bronze, and a blue hue of sea etchings glowed off, long since carved into his body. Two massive lights acted as his eyes, hidden under a sheet of darkness, covered by a helmet of pure iron... No, steel... No... This was more. But his huge size wasn't the only problem... It was his weapon. Nearly two tons of mercury infused steel castes into the world's most battle worn anchor. This... This was Lana's power.[/b] [b]Then, with a roar, he struck, the anchor flying out into the fray as men were quickly swallowed into the dark chasm [url=https://i.imgur.com/ZXdaiAv]Brutus[/url] had broken out of, only for more men to be crushed by the anchor.[/b] [b]And with the men distracted, Lana broke into dozens of small paper butterflies, reforming onto Brutus' shiny headpiece, finger pointed to the center of the army. She'd scatter them, leave them reeling... And her monstrous ally would help.[/b]

[i]The soldiers scattered off, breaking apart and continuing to fire on the monstrosity. The Strykers that remained unloaded AP shells onto the massive titan, aiming for the legs to bring it down. Wilson continued to push forwards and into the line, butchering anything that got in front of him. He was quite amazed with the giant diver thing that had just arisen from the ground, but he was more just paying attention to how many people he could beat down with an M1. Running out f ammo quickly, rather than reload, he simply decided that beating people to a pulp was funnier, and he continued to do so, smashing another man on the teeth with the weapon, then proceeding to curb-stomp and crush his skull. [/i]

[b]The Titan gurgled gleefully as his chest peeled open, the two metal plates giving way as the bullets merely harassed him. The thick layers of metal were impossible to pierce, but... Now it didn't matter... Because sixteen large holes were all that separated the men, from eight feet long harpoons... Well, no... They fired much to quick as the harpoons launched out, spearing men, some getting two at a time. Those who survived the impact were quickly reeled back into Brutus' chest, the metal cage shutting once more as screams began to erupt. They were quite literally, boiled, as Brutus used heat to make fatal bouts of steam.[/b] [b]Lana sat, quite amused as Brutus stepped on, crushed, chucked, speared, and plowed through men. The Titan was a monster, and bitch to kill... With a swing of his anchor there, punch of a fist here... He could easily go through fifty men a minute. The army had a lot, but now Wilson had a Brutus... And Brutus was good enough.[/b]

[i]Amidst the slaughter, the mercenaries ended up pulling back quickly, knowing that against the two titans, they stood absolutely no chance of victory. Given the order, they hastened their retreat, their mission completed.[/i]

[b]Brutus let out a low hum, swiveling to face Wilson. If this thing has guns, he'd probably be a lot more terrifying... But hell... The anchor was good enough. If anything, it was terrifying that Lana could summon the damn thing.[/b] [b]With a light hop, Lana dropped onto the ground, unphased by the height. Her quiet feet brought her in front of Wilson, her eyes staring into his hellish yellow visor. She wanted to know what was next...[/b]

[i]The optics of his helmet conveyed malicious and cold-blooded sociopathy, but beneath them, he was smiling, beaming at the behemoth that had slaughtered the mercenaries. Wilson wasn't one to hold back when he though something was cool, and the giant diver, well, it was on the levels of Lenny Kilmister cool. [/i] You just called that b*stard out of the ground? THAT'S F*CKIN' SICK! [i]He sounded absolutely ecstatic.[/i]