All Too Familiar

[Lubbock]

Lubbock clutched at his bloodstained coat for a moment as the armored fellows approached menacingly. "Yeah, not gonna be able to swing that axe again in this condition..." He grunted, flicking a look over his shoulder as Akame closed in. "Yeah, doing okay, just took an arrow is all." He reassured the One Cut Killer as she fended off a group of attackers. Lubbock's hand dropped from his shoulder and lashed out at the knights ahead, threads catching in the various crooks in their armor. He brought his free hand across and entangled the other wires around the group of warriors and pulled tight, bringing a series of gruesome pops forwards from the armored individuals.

"Sorry, but I've got a giant to save." He growled, giving a sharp tug and dismembering a couple of the knights' limbs, dropping their limp, pained bodies to the grass. Lubbock, unraveled the threads and reeled them in, before hurrying off, leaping over the hurdle of meat and steel.

"Lubbock, watch out!" A voice echoed in Lubbock's head, and he hit the deck as a sharp projectile whizzed over his head. "Syura?! Where the hell have you been?!" The assassin questioned the voice that still haunted him... well, it was nice to hear him for once, at least. "Never mind that, now, keep going to the giant, I can only guide you around so many arrows, I can't see the future or anything." The voice explained, and Lubbock shook his head. "Cryptic as ever... whatever." The viridian assassin sighed, heading back off towards the giant, only a few more meters away now.