Kill the Numbers [Dark Data]

[Miranda Frost]

This was complete and utter chaos. Darkloids of immense power opposed the loose alliance of primes who spent all they had to repel them. All of them had matched up with a darkloid or two, all except for Miranda. Syn, Claptrap, and Kuzu all left her vision, but the sounds of battle revealed their positions. Soon the two sides tore the place apart, pieces of rubble and stone flying through the air. Miranda would duck and weave, her blue eyes tracking each stone as they flew into her sphere of detection, which would seem to be severely diminished by the environment the group was trapped in. Unfortunately she wasn't fast enough for some pieces of rubble soaring through the air like deadly meteors. Some would glance off of her steel arms as she worked to swat away the pieces she couldn't dodge.

 The light of her blue eye would catch something else, a humanoid shape  charging at her flank. She didn't need to look directly at the figure to recognize it as one of the darkloids, though this one seemed to be clad in heavy armor, hoisting  a double edged blade in one hand and a heavy shield in the other. Miranda continued her movements to appear as if she'd hadn't noticed his approach until the very last moment when its blade fell down at a diagonal arc over her. Her movements were slow, but fluid. With a single step she was able to slip out of the attacks arc, her bladed claws grasping at the beings arm, the other grasping a hold of the  shield the darkloid was attempted to scrape off the white haired woman.

 Miranda smirked, her eye shining a blazing blue. Within her chest her crystal spun and discharged, pulsing its power throughout her body. Beneath her skin she could feel her muscles and blood boil as the power transmitted itself, discharging out at her back. This discharge would take the form of blue flames, forging themselves into six flickering wings. A sharp azure halo would spring into existence above her head.

 "I won't change for you", she'd murmer, the other darkloid's voice echoing within her skull. So their plan all along was to merely incorporate all within their realm of control? To what end exactly? In her thought, she'd find her claws exerting much more force now. She could feel its scales begin to crack and shatter.

Apparently this beast took exception to this. His powerful jaws would surge forward, but Miranda would have none of it. Her boot would kick forward, catching the Darkloid in the chest, sending it sliding backward. 

 It would let out a sinister hiss and roar before charging once more, its bronze blade lunging forward. Miranda was a bit more equipped now,  Her arm swatting its claws out dismiss fully.  Sparks flew as her claws caught its blade, knocking it to the side. The monster would thrust its shield out  but Miranda was easily able to step backwards out of its attack.

 The Darkloid would recover its blade and advance swiping its length down upon Miranda.  The white haired angel would reach up, catching the blade within her grip.

 She'd frown, her face darkening in expression. Why did everything in this realm have this dark feeling to it? Why did everything here want to consume, maim, and twist everything within sight or hearing? 

"I can touch, but I know you don't feel a thing", She'd say, her grip tightening, shattering the bronze blade in her grasp. 

"I can pray but I know you'll commit a sin", she'd declare, her right fist firing out against its shield, leaving a massive dent in its structure before swinging her foot around, her boot catching the lip of the shield and flinging it away.

"I can sense now it's all clear to see", she'd murmur, stepping into  the beasts guard, but it had recovered by now. Its now unoccupied hand would grip at her shoulder, its maw coming down upon her, its bite sinking into  her neck. 

 Wincing she'd  grasp at its neck, threatening to tear out its throat should it tighten its bite. She could nearly smell its fear. It was beautiful.

"You're no good and you mean no good, treacherously", she'd continue, Her other arm grasping at its sword arm, both of her claws clamping around it like a vice. She'd  Send her knee up into its gut, denting the armor that supposedly protected this being. She didn't end there, Until the darkloid would let her go she kept sending powerful blows its way, hammering that dent further into its gut. It wouldn't be long until simply wearing that deformed armor would be unbearable. As it stood, she held the advantage, no matter how gruesome  her neck injury was.

Activating t1 trans over alt form two:

 ATK: 7 DEF: 2 SPD:  3 TEC: 5

Engaging Warrior.