A set back shadowblade hadn't calculated. But one he would ammend. He had to - the sound of a dozen Xenomorph drones littered the trench he had escaped into - before him, nothing but empty darkness.
A growl spat from the rogues mouth as he listened intently, the scuttling of hard meat getting closer. From the corner of his eye he looked out and caught a glimpse of Stalker boldly crawling into the safety of the cool trench, bravely dragging the doc with him - perhaps K20
had chose fitting warriors to continue the Balatu legend....
It was then, that it happened. From the darnkness two Xenomorphs lept out at the Hunter, his hip still impaled to the wall. The first drone lashed out with it's claws, shattering what was left of Shadowblades mask, the rogue roared out in fury - the second drone lashed out with it's dagger ended tail but the rogue elder was too quick - grabbing the aliens tail he mightily dragged the drone forwards, pure hatred in his eyes, the hot spittle of the xenomorph showering the predators face. Shadowblade clapsed the Drones neck and forced the drone head first into the protruding spear coming from his hip, acid spewing over the weapon, melting it in seconds. As the spear broke away from his hip, shadowblade wrenched forward, tearing himself off the wall just in time to meet the second drone.
The xenomorph went in for a swift bite, teeth nashing - with one huge scaled hand, shadowblade slammed the beasts jaw shut and drove his wristblades deep into the underside of the xenomorphs jaw, roaring with authority.
Metal hissed and popped, the Yautjas wrist blades turned into a slimy pulp as they disolved. Shadowblade looked down at the two kills and grunted. Even wounded, the ever present arrogance was still there.
Claws on rock. Tails whipping. More xenomorphs were coming, and now, shadowblade was out of weapons. Looking deep into the caverns, the rogue knew it was time to get creative.
With an ironic growl, the predator knelt down beside one of the dead drones and rammed his hand into the aliens' throat, with a powefull tug, shadowblade wrenched out the Ebony beasts second jaw, again he did this with the other fallen drone. Stubbing them into the ground to remove any last trace of acid, shadowblade took one of the second jaws and prepared to make a crude weapon. pulling back the release cacth on his speargun, the rogue forced the aliens second jaw into the firing hatch, and loaded the gun. It wasn't pretty, but it would be extremely effective if it worked.
One last preperation before heading into the cavern - Shadowblade took the stump of his wristblade and stuck it sharply into the edge of one of the drones tails, pushing his foot onto the tail, he tore off the edge, roaring with delight, the hunter now had a makshift shiv, one that would do enough damage to continue his quest to get off this rock......