The lasers plowed right into his back, point black. He screamed, shadowbugs scrambling to figure out what to do in his injured body as he tried to will them to do something useful. Muscles spasmed painfully and his body quivered and threatened to shift in and out of either form. Amazingly he held on, sharp claws dug firmly in the hull of the Egg Walker, until his hands became human-like briefly. It was enough to finally dislodge him.
On the ground, red and purple liquid pooled out of his back, but it didn't take him long to get back up on his feet, seemingly larger in size now. He was slowly drawing shadowbugs out of the air from a few select clones on the ground into his body, not caring that he probably couldn't physically take much more. Greed and blind determination kept him going. The hulking werecat's entire body ached, yet he persisted and sneered at his adversary.
"I'm the best and the worst Team Rocket has to offer since they wouldn't even exist anymore without me." He spat, doing his best to ignore all the faults that were just pointed out.
"I was just a low-level grunt, an experiment on an experimental Technical Machine. TM Transform. Oh yes--the very thing that's given rise to all the fascinating hybrid humanization here in Final Destination City came from unethical experiments done on me, by Team Rocket."
"Nghn... Just think of the irony--all the drug riots, all the segregation and violence between man and beast, between flesh and metal. I just proved no one is capable of being civilized. The cycle won't stop until someone puts an end to it." Seth thrust forward his hand, a clawed finger pointing at Eggman dramatically.
"A true leader."
"We both want the same things, admit it." Veins pulsed around his neck and his eye twitched, anger surmounting to a head. Seth screamed, fists clenched with purple electricity sparking around him. "ADMIT IT! TELL ME I'M WRONG!"
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On the ground, red and purple liquid pooled out of his back, but it didn't take him long to get back up on his feet, seemingly larger in size now. He was slowly drawing shadowbugs out of the air from a few select clones on the ground into his body, not caring that he probably couldn't physically take much more. Greed and blind determination kept him going. The hulking werecat's entire body ached, yet he persisted and sneered at his adversary.
"I'm the best and the worst Team Rocket has to offer since they wouldn't even exist anymore without me." He spat, doing his best to ignore all the faults that were just pointed out.
"I was just a low-level grunt, an experiment on an experimental Technical Machine. TM Transform. Oh yes--the very thing that's given rise to all the fascinating hybrid humanization here in Final Destination City came from unethical experiments done on me, by Team Rocket."
"Nghn... Just think of the irony--all the drug riots, all the segregation and violence between man and beast, between flesh and metal. I just proved no one is capable of being civilized. The cycle won't stop until someone puts an end to it." Seth thrust forward his hand, a clawed finger pointing at Eggman dramatically.
"A true leader."
"We both want the same things, admit it." Veins pulsed around his neck and his eye twitched, anger surmounting to a head. Seth screamed, fists clenched with purple electricity sparking around him. "ADMIT IT! TELL ME I'M WRONG!"