Altra leapt down from the beam, catching the bottom and swinging himself towards the wall. The ninja hit the metal surface and immediately went into a run, sliding down to rest just above the slumped Valkyhn's head. Ignoring the young man's request for identification, Altra darted away, curving around the approaching girl and robot. The ninja leapt on top of a conveyor belt, bouncing off its surface and onto a dust-covered power generator. Valkyhn screamed as the large robotic man’s fist thudded into the walk between the scrambling werewolf’s legs. Reaching into the depths of his coat, Altra extracted two handfuls of kunai.

The ninja leapt backwards and kicked off an iron support beam, twirling high into the air above the three combatants. With a series of twists and turns, the young man expertly launched the projectiles at the two assailants, Valkyhn quickly darting behind the two for safety. The robot merely stood there, the kunai bouncing harmlessly off of his exoskeleton, while the girl weaved and darted all over, like the wind itself. Landing next to the young man in the baseball cap, Altra slipped a bottle out of his bandolier.

“So,” He said, shaking the bottle back and forth. “I suppose you are my ally in this unwilling battle?” Valkyhn stuttered a moment, obviously at a loss for the whole situation, finally nodding. “Then ready yourself.” Altra said, nodding towards the girl and robot, who were charging them. When the duo had come with throwing distance, the alchemist heaved the bottle.

The glass grenade exploded in a burst of think gray smoke, the gas quickly spreading to surround Rogue and Rika. The ninja and werewolf darted forward as one, Altra transmuting blades over each arm, while Valkyhn drew his long sword and lifted it over his head. Together, the two darted in and out of the smoke screen, their blades nicking at their opponents. Yet they had only connected a few times when an unnatural wind grabbed at the smoke and dragged it away.

“What th-?” Altra started to ask, suddenly exposed in front of the robot. Rogue’s arm lashed forward, quickly tightening around the alchemist’s throat. Altra gasped, clawing at the giant metal arm feebly. Again and again, his blades clanged uselessly off of the superior metal, not even leaving a scratch. D-damn this armor. If it wasn’t here . . . Altra’s eyes widened as the reality of his thoughts became apparent to him. Clapping his hands together, the alchemist placed them on each side of the enormous arm squeezing the life out of him.

In a flash of blue light, the arm’s exoskeleton lifted away, revealing a mass of wires and tubes. Grinning triumphantly, Altra slashed across the exposed wires savagely, the hand releasing him as its source of power faded away. Gasping as he hit the floor, Altra rolled between Rogue’s legs, clapping his hands and stripping away the armor covering the left hamstring. Altra tore at those wires too, but only yanked out a single handful before the giant twirled around and kicked him in the side, launching him across the room to slam into a crane.

Groaning, Altra looked up across the room to see the large man—hadn’t it been a robot? Did he have the power to transform?—pointing a gun at him, the barrel glowing ominously. Altra quickly scrambled to him feet and up onto the crane at his back, the beam from the gun grazing his leg. The alchemist winced at the pain, but ignored it, pressing on towards the ceiling.

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