Gary
"However intelligent they were, they lost their reason and wisdom long ago. Now then, old Honrik... There's a man of cunning!"

*As he was speaking, Nothwulf was also reversing his grip on the greatsword again, and swinging the heavy pommel into one of the Centurion's legs a few times. In turn, the Centhrion swung its massive bladed arm around to strike him, but Nothwulf miraculously avoided most of it. He still got a knock on the helmet, knocking him back a bit before he recovered.*

"A solid blow for a machine, but there's no master to tend to your damage anymore."
Gregory
"I'm inclined to agree with you Feldros. But we can talk after this." *She spots an overhanging pipe.* "Feldros!" *She points to the pipe.* "Can your grapple reach that? If so, I can climb the rope and, if we're lucky, I can drop down on top of the centurion and try dismantling it!"
Dalene
"I can damn well try." He says, moving to an angle where he can actually see the pipe, since looking up isn't an option with his helmet, he begins twirling the grapple, building up momentum, then throws it, it wraps around the pipe, then hooks onto the the rope, keeping itself in place, "There you go!" He shouts, "Honestly shocked it reached." He says as he moves back into combat, blacking a blade attack from a sphere
Gary
"Let's see if you can deal with this thing quickly! You can do this, Ervana!"

*Nothwulf's voice ebbed and flowed with sheer confidence and optimism, and to prove a point he once more made use of his sword's pommel, swinging around to continue slamming against the dented armor of the Centurion. With its limbs getting more bent, it was moving slower, but no less dangerous. And then, it unleashed a blast of steam on Nothwulf, pushing him back.*

"Ah! Nothing I can't handle, you oversized hunk of metal!"
Gregory
"Keep it distracted you two!" *Ervana runs to the rope and begins her climb. With ease, she makes it up the rope and balances herself upon the pipe.

She creeps around until she is right above the automation. Carefully she positions herself, preparing to jump. Wait for it. Now!

She drops right onto its back. Holding on for dear life with one hand, she pulls her dagger out, and plunges it right into an open spot in the middle. Sparks begin to fly from the machine! Ervana quickly leaps off and runs for cover!*
Dalene
"On it!" He shouts, he swings his mace at the centurions leg, it starts rattling, steam spewing out of the gaps in the centurions head, "That's probably not good," He starts walking backwards, moving faster getting away from the centurion, "Get clear!!" He shouts