[Sonic's thankful that even on ice, he's relatively light on his feet--ice skating without the skates themselves is definitely a funner pastime than he thought possible, and really, he's keeping his eyes peeled while he works fast at getting the monster's health down as he keeps up with the Octofish's speed. Metal's no slouch either, even if he's slower; they work practically in tandem, Sonic's speed and Metal's strength surprisingly good compliments to one another. He's almost tempted to let Metal take this win for himself, but Sonic's eyes widen as that tentacle comes faster than Metal can react.
Sonic doesn't know the first thing about repairs here. Sonic doesn't even know if Metal can take a blow like that, and if he takes it, he...
Metal won't be able to come back from that.
Sonic's never been a tactical genius. That's something he's always left to Tails; left on his own, he's always winged fights like this, but Sonic's feet move faster than his mind, and it doesn't take long for Sonic's decision to be made.
Like the blue blur that he's known as, he races in, shoving Metal hard off to the side as the tentacle hits him hard--the creature pulls him in close, spewing ink on him and slamming him into the ground multiple times for good measure, and those hits hurt. He's pretty sure he's already heard something crack horribly, and the Octofish brings the tentacle up into the air, about ready to slam him into the water to properly finish him off...
The poison's making his brain hazy. Sonic can barely manage a coherent thought, much less the impending doom of being slammed into the ice, likely to be left to drown under the icy water. Struggle as Sonic might, he jams his eyes shut and braces himself for what comes next.
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Sonic doesn't know the first thing about repairs here. Sonic doesn't even know if Metal can take a blow like that, and if he takes it, he...
Metal won't be able to come back from that.
Sonic's never been a tactical genius. That's something he's always left to Tails; left on his own, he's always winged fights like this, but Sonic's feet move faster than his mind, and it doesn't take long for Sonic's decision to be made.
Like the blue blur that he's known as, he races in, shoving Metal hard off to the side as the tentacle hits him hard--the creature pulls him in close, spewing ink on him and slamming him into the ground multiple times for good measure, and those hits hurt. He's pretty sure he's already heard something crack horribly, and the Octofish brings the tentacle up into the air, about ready to slam him into the water to properly finish him off...
The poison's making his brain hazy. Sonic can barely manage a coherent thought, much less the impending doom of being slammed into the ice, likely to be left to drown under the icy water. Struggle as Sonic might, he jams his eyes shut and braces himself for what comes next.
...This is gonna hurt.]