Janos had at least managed to get a few words out of his new friend, but from what he heard from the comms they were taking rather a beating.<br/><br/>"Uhm, I'm not sure if I'm breaking protocol now or som... wait a minute."<br/><br/>The FrankenPhract reached up with it's arm and nudged the Marauder's AC, a crunchy sound reverberating out of it at first but soon it seemed to whir happily again.<br/><br/>"I just saw your actuator was jammed up a bit, should be better now. Anyway, I can handle myself from here, I got security codes and everything so if I meet an excessive number of the freaks I can just bluff my way through. After all, if Godot and his three Atlas K buddies catch up to your friends they will be toast..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The pillager stumbled back into the warehouse, just about burying itself in the wall. Even as Alroy's Vice fired at it it was unmoving. Suddenly their comms burst out with the same kind of mad laughter as one would expect from their new adversary.<br/><br/>"<strong>Bravo, boys... that was a great show. I haven't been this beat up in ages...</strong>" There was a rough coughing fit, followed by clearing throat and spitting out an excessive amount of liquid. "<strong>Seems this old gyro could have used some more maintenance... tell you what boys, I'll give you a head start out of here as a reward...</strong>"<br/><br/>More laughter filled up the comms as the disrupting Guardian was switched of, unveiling their sensors again. Only some 300 meters away two large blips were coming and around the corner the third stepped out, this time an actual Atlas, unharmed and packing an excessive amount of weaponry.<br/><br/>"Erich!" Their channels burst out with a familiar voice, one which was not about to be ignored. "Stop playing the goddamn hero and get the hell out of there, you are just about surrounded! Pull them towards the edge of the city, we will handle it from there!"