12-09-2004, 03:27 AM
The fight was over, if it could even be called a fight. The syntex soldiers lay dead on the floor, many covered in a senseless amount of blood. Pieces of flesh were scattered about the field in no discernible order; this was the result of a pure rampage. An attack of hatred upon the men for what they had done to a relative. Koola turned around to notice his biological self floating in the air. The words 'bigger fish to fry' echoed through his head many times after he heard them spoken. Koola was right, there were bigger fish to fry... better fish. He wasn't going to get anywhere by beating on these pitiful fools. MK watched as Koola shot off in the direction of a huge familiar power. The bionic changeling dropped the corpse he was holding and flew off in the same direction. It wasn't long before he was at his brothers side in the sky.