Metabee was in his element. His laser cannons were piercing through plants left and right, not to mention the undeniable joy of taking out the larger ones with missiles. With most of the civilians evacuated from the area, nothing was stopping him from going all out.

He darted past a group of plants before firing back on them, and as he spun around to find more he caught sight of one of the stragglers. Better get them out of here. Metabee jumped onto an abandoned car to get a better shot.

Then he saw the sword arm and the ridiculous hair.

That guy.

That guy was the reason he had to spend two days straight doing calibration tests. Metabee hated calibration tests. No, he was going to watch and he was going to enjoy this.

"Need a hand?" He called out cheekily.