Tink, tink, tink, tink went the tell-tale sound of weapons-fire bounceding off the armored mecha. Johnny half-growled to himself as he pushed the control forward while turning and increasing his thrust.

Excited Argon-gass allowed Johnny to unleashed a pulsed laser beam in response to the ineffective projectiles. It lashed out across the blackness of space and passed under the right arm of the intended target. However, Johnny simply walked it right into the bullseye.

The reactor of the smaller mecha was breached and soon cascaded into critical mass. Within moments, the white flash of the explosion errupted and crossed the expanse to Johnny’s Razorback, throwing the robotic ship into a tumbling spin.

Withing the cockpit Johnny reacted, trying to compensate for the three dimensional movement of the mecha. He gritted his teeth and pushed himself into his chair as he worked the controls. “Those little things pack a punch when you blow them up…” he muttered into his open comm channel.