"C'mon, Cheyenne! C'mon..."
Marcus reeled under a staggering blow from his assailant. He was trying to not injure the Morbid body more than nessessary,because it was technically still Scarlet's, and if the vixen was still half alive she could undoubtly feel pain.
"Hang in there Marky! We're doing everything we can! The anibody has to be powerful enough to kill of the strong virus without killing you. I'll tell you right now, we're making no guarentees..."
"I DON'T CARE! GET ME THAT ANTIBODY!!"
The static ceased and Marcus once again played defense. He couldn't play the part of offense very much, so the only person weakening was him. The Morbid body's strength seemed to skyrocket every time it knocked Marcus down.
Three long minutes lates, the vulpine's headset crackled.
"WE GOT IT! I'M TRANSPORTING YOUR ANTIBODY WITH THE LANDMASTER AS WE SPEAK!!"
Marcus spun around and saw a burst of energy in the corner of the dark, massive room. He bolted for it, the Morbid pausing in sudden confusion.
The Landmaster appeared and in two leaps Marcus was at the top and inside reaching for the antibody. He felt it and snatched it up, popping off the lid and putting it to his mouth. He instantly felt horribly nauseus, but quickly reacted and jumped back out and down.
The Morbid body was stunned by this sudden action. It thought Marcus was going to use the Landmaster to crush it and finish it off for good. But when the vulpine climbed back out, the Morbid body realized that wasn't the plan at all.
Suddenly something clicked. The Morbids reached back into Scarlet's knowledge and intelligence and found the key to winning this battle.
How to opperate the Landmaster.
With a wicked smile the Morbid body sprinted for the tank, and with a insanely high jump, it was inside. Marcus was trying to snap back from the strange feelings overcoming him from taking the antibody. He reeled around and gasped in horror.
A huge ball of energy was charging on the Landmaster's main gun.