[There's more to say, but he can't say it without wasting valuable air that he needs for dragging into his lungs as he tears after Dualscar. The poor guard drone is shoved to the side once again. He's wearing positively nothing, but the soles of his feet have been toughened by now, and the ground doesn't bother him. He just needs to catch him, stop him, or he might not get a chance.]
[But at this rate, he's not going to catch up, and it makes the Psiioniic want to scream in frustration.]
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[There's more to say, but he can't say it without wasting valuable air that he needs for dragging into his lungs as he tears after Dualscar. The poor guard drone is shoved to the side once again. He's wearing positively nothing, but the soles of his feet have been toughened by now, and the ground doesn't bother him. He just needs to catch him, stop him, or he might not get a chance.]
[But at this rate, he's not going to catch up, and it makes the Psiioniic want to scream in frustration.]