That last word took the smile from her sharpened lips, an expression of silent rage settling into her face as she stared down the titan across the other side of the arena for a full second. After that, she dashed forward, almost disappearing into a blur as the cannon spiraled through the air towards it's owner. In a movement just as fast, the titan's wings suddenly shot back up, the mud that covered it literally left behind as it once again thrusted itself forward while it's hooves hovered low above the ground. It ducked underneath it's own cannon, but unlike the one embedded into the far right wall near where he hid himself, this one not only ruptured the hill of debris it landed into, it exploded in a huge plume of green fire as big as the boulder that had been thrown at it. The sound was mulled against his closed ears, but his eyes widened before he pulled his nictitating membranes over them, the shockwave rolling a thick layer of mud off the ground and him with it again. What he did hear was the harbinger's distinct grunt of pain as he felt her slide on one foot through the ground, then a thump as both feet suddenly stopped her in her tracks.
"What's the matter, dog?"
He opened his eyes fully as he righted himself, looking out into the field once more. The two giants had traded places, the harbinger turning around with a growl just short of where the titan stood less than a second ago. Her inner left thigh was blistering and black like the burns she had received before, and as he held his breath for the mouthed tail that hung in the air a little too close to him, he noticed four cauterized claw marks on the side of it's neck, decorating it like the bleeding gills of a shark as it growled above him. Besides the dents and damage it received before, the titan looked completely untouched as it stood there, casually setting one clawed hand against it's hip.
"I thought the leader of Harmony would at least beat me in their own element."
The harbinger gave no response other than a low snarl as she clenched her fists against her sides. Without warning she took off again, a bullet train of angry muscle, teeth, and claws. The titan likewise did the same, steam and streaks of green light left behind as it blasted forward low above the ground. This time he missed nothing as he unblinkingly witnessed their charge, the harbinger dropping into her quadraped stance as the titan leaned its upper body forward for more speed.
With a sudden shift, she turned her lower right arm sideways, her turned-over paws digging into the earth before swiping back up to create another wave of water, mud, and dirt in the titan's direction. The machine's wings turned on a dime and pushed it towards the weaker end of the attack, the brunt of it landing behind with a splash as it's legs took the smaller portion of it easily. It was immediately met with the swinging snapping end of the harbinger's tail as she turned completely around, her upper body pushing off the ground as she drifted towards it. The titan twisted backwards out of the way of it's clicking maw before reaching out and sinking it's claws into it's throat, the tail's momentum yanking it around underneath the harbinger who was flipping over it's head.
The titan let go as the tail dragged up to follow it's owner, twisting around as the harbinger landed on her hind feet a distance away. Her right arm once again flexed as she dug her paws into the ground a small ways behind her before flinging another wave up and out toward the titan. But by then the titan had blasted itself just in front of her, practically in her arms as it's right hand produced plasma claws, curled into a fist, and slammed into the left shoulder of her lower set of arms, directly onto it's glowing blue tattoo. Her reaction was just as fast as it's approach, her body slightly jolting as her left upper arm moved to grab the titan's while her right curled into a fist of it's own to deliver a punch in kind.
The harbinger yelled out in surprise and anger while his own eyes refused to widen any farther. The titan's wing had turned around, but not to blast itself away to safety. The bladed edge of it's curved top intercepted, no, manipulated her fist. It's sharp jutting corner glided across the top of her knuckles like a knife, peeling away skin to reveal bones under a sheet of pink bleeding skin underneath. The rest of her arm followed while it pushed down, ever so gently guiding the aim of her arm from the titan's head to it's collarbone where her fist was grabbed by it's open hand. It pushed it's arm out straight while she did the same, it's closed fist opening to reveal the puncture marks the tops of it's plasma blades had made in her shoulder and to slice open the harbinger's open palm she used in trying to grab it's arm. With her lower right arm rising up, it rapidly escaped her embrace, it's wings spinning it's body away just in time to avoid being crushed by her double forearms coming back down again and to kick aside her tail that had whipped around the opposite end.
The titan stopped and sped backwards as the harbinger flung herself in the air with the smash of her arm, bending both left limbs and turning to her side for an elbow drop. But watching these two was like watching a grasshopper fight a wasp. Her quick decent only smashed the ground after the titan weaved it's way from under her, spinning around and facing her back. It came at her with a thrust of it's wings, jumping as the mud splashed up around her fallen form. It almost looked like it was going to fly up and away, but as it came near her back it angled it's right hoof backwards and flew at an angle as it kicked.
The harbinger immediately howled and with the impact of her move still fresh, she pounded the ground with her right arms, lifting her entire body up into the air with a spin to bring her arms up and backhand the titan flying above her. But then with another yelp she stopped halfway, curling her lower right arm towards her body as she landed on her back. The titan lowered and hovered backwards above the ground as it watched, the gator noticing for the first time that the horn of it's right hoof was broken off.
The harbinger stiffly rolled over and pushed herself up onto her back two feet, her jaws clenched tightly together as he and the titan both watched her reach her upper right arm behind her back. With a growling whine she wretched something from behind her back, holding in her bloodied hand the equally bloodied green horn from the titan. About a third of it was gone, the end that held the sharp point ridged and cracked like thick broken glass.
"The more you move, the more that's going to turn into shards under your shoulderblade, dog." It taunted smugly. "Every punch you throw is going to reduce that muscle of yours into hamburger. But I'm sure a handicap like that won't stop you. Not yet anyway."
The ground quaked along with the trembling form of the harbinger, his whole body shaking in tandem to her vibrations. The mammal had no creep to speak of, but he could tell it was out of frustrated rage rather than pain from the closing of her eyes and the blood flowing down the pale knuckles of her closed fists. The difference terrified him more than anything else he had witnessed thus far, and he knew exactly the source of her anger. The metal titan, despite it's cold outer exterior, treated her as though this were a friendly rivalry than a battle to the death. It had gotten so close that their chests almost touched and yet only bothered to punch her shoulder when it could have easily sliced clean through it or anywhere else it had wished. It took it's pleasure from the fright of the wounded creatures outside and it's thrill from their earlier bouts. As though everything before now, all the death and destruction it had forced the generals to cause had been a mere setup for their meeting, a tedious task at best. He did not share the harbinger's intense emotions radiating off her body like fire, but he understood them well enough, and could only dare to hope that she would either die in their battle or fail to find him after she smeared the titan's insides across the colosseum like a bug.
With no word, no movement, not so much as a hint of a breath, she opened her burning yellow eyes and leapt across the arena, the latter seeming to be her very intention. No, leapt wasn't the right word. She had leaned forward and slammed her feet and lower arms against the ground as if in her quadraped stance again when she brought low her upper pair of arms to dig her fingers into the ground and propel herself even faster. After that, her body straightened out like an arrow with her limbs coming to her sides, her speeding body simply seeming to hover across the ground like the titan had done so many times before. She covered the distance between them almost instantly.
As her arms came around at the last possible moment, the titan fell backwards with it's arms against it's sides. It's wings spread out to straighten with the rest of it's body as it fell back from the point of it's heels. With barely any space between them, the harbinger glided over her enemy with a growl. The titan stopped almost on top of the ground with a puff of flame keeping it's back untouched until her thighs flew over, the flames becoming more intense and propelling it upward. It held two fingers out with each outstretched hand, it's plasma claws returning. With a small precise flip of it's wrists that brought it's hands back to it's torso, the blades sliced through the inside second joints of the harbinger's digigrade legs before it turned it's floating body on it's heels once more to avoid her tail as it rose back up. Her expression of rage was slowly shifting as she no doubt started to acknowledge her pain, but the speed at which it all occurred made it near to impossible to react. His own brain was still trying to process all of what he had just witnessed, failing to even twitch as she collided into the ruined lower rows not two meters away from him.
Her body had gone from enraged and standing to bent almost in half in under a second, her body momentarily wedged between the ruins of the lower stadium seats and the broken edge of roster, her lower legs swinging limply over her gashed snout. Her tail lay across what remained of the rosters above, blood seeping from it's nostrils and the broken edges of it's hardened lips before it started to slide down. It was like a wet noodle in it's fall, it's base dropping between her legs and behind her head before flopping down like a dead thing on the ground. The pull of it moved the rest of her body out of it's position, her legs leaning down of their own volition.
A pitiful pained sound scraped past the harbinger's teeth as the ends of her feet pushed outward against the ground at the start of her flip, her upper arms trying to pull herself back towards the wall which only ended up twisting her around to roll down on her side instead. Her mewling growls only ended when her body rolled onto the softer mud at the bottom of the hill, coming to rest on her belly with her head entirely too close to him. He sheathed his eyes in membrane and half-closed his eyes for fear she would see their glow. But no such thing would come to pass. The glow of the blue markings across her cheekbones was dull, almost blending into her blood and mud-caked fur. All four of her eyes were closed, and he could feel the warm flow of air back and forth across his back through her nostrils. He didn't know the limits of this harbinger's senses, especially as she was, but even if she couldn't hear him through her drooping ears, he had no doubt in his mind that she could smell him, even with the rain shifting his scent. He knew hiding there from her was pointless; if she really wished to, she could easily pop his body under her jaws like a fat tick, even wounded as she was. But he stayed hidden regardless while rolling his third eyelids back half-way to peek into the field. It wasn't her he was hiding from anymore.
Perhaps it was the sound of slow heavy steps sloshing through the mud, or some other sense of justice or self-preservation that prompted her to open her eyes, but once she did, she started moving. It was painfully slow, the way she pushed her lower pawed limbs against the ground to stand herself up. She didn't get far. She let out a deep whine at her legs that were loose and bloody beyond her ankles, every move seeming to drive the tears in them a little wider. It was only with great effort that she was able to arch her back up to stiffly slide her knees underneath her body. Her double sets of forearms began to mechanically turn her body to the open field, her tail and the ends of her legs curving over to the side as they dragged through the mud. From this angle he could see a great patch of red bloodied fur surrounding a hole in her back, right behind her lower right shoulder blade. The muscles of her back and arm spasmed, green and red bits of solid material falling down her backside and to the ground.
A few dozen meters the titan walked towards her, slow and deliberate in it's approach. It was the confident walk of an executioner, sure in it's occupation and safety. And looking the harbinger over, he was sure of it as well. It seemed like every foot of skin or muscle had been damaged in some way, every piece from her snout to the end of her tail either burned, bruised, or sliced apart by plasma. Mud, blood, and char covered the proud muscle and regal fur that once decorated her body. Claws were cracked and her insides bled from the various slits that cut down to her bone and deeper.
Whatever manner of luck or magic that had kept her body going for as long as it had seemed to have run out the moment her legs had been cut out from underneath her. And now, on her knees with only her lower arms to keep her from collapsing further, she glared up at the approaching titan, the man-made monstrosity of dented black metal with glowing green eyes meeting her gaze. It looked down at her and chuckled, her head only level with it's midsection.
"I didn't think you'd take my bait so easily. But I guess that's what separates us, doesn't it?" It leaned towards her, bending over slightly to loom over her further. "No matter how much you try to hide it, no matter how well you take on our looks, our mannerisms, you'll never be human again. And that's why everyone hates your kind." It laughed coldly. "Your search for equality is pointless. It always has been. Even if the global government were to pull back everything and let you animals have your way, even if you win this war, nothing will have changed. The fear? The suspicion? It will never leave. Not because of any one thing we tell them, but because underneath that skin, you'll only ever be hungry, impulsive monsters. And the only place that a monster belongs-"
The harbinger's tail whipped out from her right side, it's maw wide and foaming as it let out an unearthly shrieking roar when it struck towards it's waist. The titan lifted it's left leg and the tail's jaws came together in a clack of bone, the titan's hoof lifting past it's mouth and stomping down on it's neck to press it hard against the ground, the tail writhing as the thruster on the side of it's head lit up and started cooking it's flesh in a sheen of green fire.
"-is under our heels-"
The titan grabbed both of the harbinger's fists in it's own when she attempted to jump forward on her lower arms, the roar in her throat turning into a loud yowl as she landed hard on her knees and paws as she was forced down. Her yowl turned into a scream as the titan's open palms slipped down to her wrists, only to be replaced by the sharp pointed beaks of it's wings. They pushed past her closed fingers and straight into her palms, those bones too forcefully brushed aside for the points to exit the backs of her now open hands. Blood ran down her arms in bucketfulls until the titan's grip on her wrists moved down as her limbs were forced wider apart to avoid the swinging of her snapping jaws, both it's physical claws and plasma blades sinking into the flesh of her forearms to let loose more pained yells.
"-or under the ground." The titan finished.
The harbinger looked up at the titan with bitter hate in her narrowed eyes even as her frame shook with the pain and strain of her endeavor. She frothed at the edges of her mouth, snapping her sharp fangs just short of the titan's snout as it looked down at her with the same calculating look it always held. Then the real pain began, and she howled at her torture.
First the thrusters of it's wings fired up, not enough to move them, but enough to start turning the shade of her fur black while red blisters began to pop at the surface of her arms and head, splattering fat red drops like volcanos as her blood boiled to the surface. The thrusters of it's palms did likewise and her body visibly shuddered even more, small bright arcs of artificial lightening encircling the horns of it's left hoof and right shoulder pad, pushing unknown volts into her system through their touch. Her jaws nearly clacked together from the excessive shaking when the skulls of the titan's chest did a similar dance. That same piercing wail that drowned out the harbinger's own made him wince at this distance despite his ears being both naturally closed and blanketed by the mud, and instinctively closed his nostrils once more at what was to come. Out of their eyes and nose-holes the skulls drained their green smog into the air with a loud hiss, the thickest of it venting into her shoulders and face.
It was a horrendous concoction of sound, smell, and sight, even the fractions of it slipping past his natural defences impossible to ignore. Even through the haze of his third eyelids, he could make out the scene of the harbinger kneeling before her tormentor, rivers of blood running down her body from every possible orifice. Her ears, her nostrils, her mouth, even the edges of her eyes spouted red ichor like tears, most of her upper body predominantly red and black. And above it all, one voice spoke at a volume so loud that nothing else seemed to exist, as if the message it was giving was meant to take priority over every other aspect of her personal hell. It was the titan's.
"You lot dug your grave when you made the mistake of starting up your little terrorist group, dog. But if it's any consolation, I'm going to have plenty of fun cleaning up your friends after I'm done with you. Now," it said, almost lovingly, "be a good dog,"
For the first time since it roared, the titan opened it's jaws. From between it's sharp metal teeth however, something glowed green like it's eyes. It disappeared as some sort of mechanism started moving inside, it's jaws opening at an impossibly obtuse angle that would have broken any creature's jaw, but instead of a tongue, a huge yet slim barrel was cradled in the back of it's throat. Copper-colored rings spun on their own along it's grey metal surface as it began to widen and lengthen with the metal plates along the base and roof of it's mouth sliding and clicking into place around it. The barrel wasn't as wide or long as the skull-cannons it had on it's arms, but the way it had to be hidden and put together inside it's own skull gave him the impression that it was somehow much, much more powerful. The plates of metal along the back of it's neck shifted slightly up as well, a loud whirring almost as loud as the voice shook the air. It had it's own creep that he could feel at his core, not like the cold mockery the titan had bleached out earlier from the skulls torturing the harbinger, it didn't communicate any kind of words or emotions or challenges, it only created them. It was like the lightening above, but infinitely heavier, like being at the center of an earthquake or tsunami. He felt fear, the instant need to flee as far away from this area as he could before he was caught in it's embrace. Above anything else, it emanated danger. It was the harbinger's death knell.
"And play dead." The titan commanded as the glowing from it's maw nearly created another sun between their two bodies.
The titan leaned in close with it's blinding weapon point blank at the harbinger's pained face. And with a sudden lurch, it was too close.
Before the titan had echoed it's surprise, he was already leaning his upper body toward the ground, looking back as his tailblade sliced through the metal of it's cylindrical knee-hinge where the wolf had previously peeled the panel off near the announcer's booth. It was rough cut from his position with the haste of his turn and only about half of his weapon had sliced through, but whatever he had done, it was enough to make the titan kneel forward and stop the thruster under it's hoof from cooking the harbinger's tail.
Through whatever amount of shear willpower and strength she possessed left, the harbinger took full advantage of the titan's closer distance, her neck striking out and her jaws closing down on it's throat. Her hard teeth-like lips sliced through most of its neck like paper, the metal of it only renting inward when they had sunk in as far as they would go. It's green blood spewed from the clear tubes along the sides of it's neck, but it did nothing to halt the gun in the titan's open mouth. Despite the torment still raging in and around her body, she twisted her shaking head to the right, the sound of metal screeching adding to the cacophony of noise as she forced it's own head up and to the side.
The whirring sound of the weapon blinked out as he fully closed his eyes, a bright white light still burning into his brain through his eyelids and turned head. Other than that and the sound of the cannon's creep going silent, he heard and felt nothing but the sounds previous to the reveal of the titan's trump-card, as if nothing had ever happened. His opening eyes were trying to shrink back down to slits when something hit him. It was big, furry, and slammed into his front with enough force to bend his ribs inward and knock the air from his lungs to shoot out of his opening nostrils. He realized what it was as soon as his feet and tail left the ground to wave back and forth as his arms and neck draped over it's top, a loud growl rumbling him as he reflexively dug his claws into flesh and snapped his jaws onto the fur he rode on.
When he could finally see around himself, he immediately closed his eyes again. After they swung around in an arch, he saw the jaws of the harbinger's tail in front of him as he was violently flung backwards, falling sideways in the air through the screaming foggy hell of heat and electricity between the bodies of two giants. Before he could flail, he felt like the sun was pressing right on his head, letting out a hiss as his flesh burned underneath his scales. Steaming tears spilled from the seal of his closed eyes at what thick poisoned air made it into his open nostrils instead of air, his closed ears doing little to buffer the wails scraping against his brain. Every time his scales touched a wall of flesh or metal on either side he was assaulted by a venomous bite of pain that felt like every bit of his insides had been stabbed with a fang from every possible angle, every accidental jolt he felt infinitely worse than any shock from his collar he had received as of yet.
And then, as suddenly as the pain had come, it ceased, the feeling of his back smashing something into pieces behind him an instant relief compared to what he had just felt. He still kept his eyes closed as he bit and writhed with new vigor at everything around him, but his new velocity and the flip he was rolling into threw him through a new kind of disorientation he had never felt before. He felt slim metal rods breaking off against him, finally cracking open his eyes when his snout smashed up against something. Even through the tears, he could make out the giant black human skull literally in front of his eyes denting into itself and pieces breaking off as it fell to the ground. The limbs belonging to the interwoven corpses of the titan's chest fell off like broken twigs to spin to the ground. He felt the base of his tail pop the next one off like a ripe grape from a vine with a wrenching snap, the next closest arm breaking underneath his foot. With open jaws he flipped again, his arms trying to cling onto either wall around him as he started to fall, but they shifted away from his claws, as if spitefully denying him any help. His world was rolling to the sky for what seemed like the hundredth time when he felt something in his mouth and snapped it shut, metal flattening under his teeth as his body and tail stiffened straight out from his sudden stop.
He swung around on the last limb of the trio of skeletons, underneath the titan's huge arm and up as the corpse's own arm reached the limits of it's extension and snapped. He flopped over the arm of the titan's left wing, wrapping his neck, tail, and limbs around it as he greedily sucked in air with open jaws.
There was a moment of panic as his perch shifted under his weight and his upper body slid over the titan's wide ropey collarbone as the wing straightened out with a whine. There was another moment of stillness and he took full opportunity to simply breathe and process exactly what just happened to him, so much so that he paid little heed to the titan that slightly turned it's head to glance at him. He only slid further with open jaws, draping himself over it's shoulder to fully enjoy the fresher air and the cool rain on his scales. Tilting his head to the side, he noticed a few things.
The first was the hole in the side of the stadium. It was perfectly circular with nothing to obscure the view of the abandoned human city in the distance, running straight through a few rows of roster seats and all the rooms further inside with no sign of any kind of impact or explosion. It was as if that particular area of space had simply been erased from existence.
Tracing backwards from the hole's upward angle, he saw part of the titan's left hand laying lifelessly on the ground, the place where it's wrist and palm had met having a similarly erased chunk missing. In front of him, the harbinger had raised herself a little higher then before, her right foot somehow under her bended knee to slightly lift her to the height of the titan's chest as her right upper hand held onto the titan's stump of a forearm, crushing the metal between her bloody fingers. It's other side was no better, it's hand hanging dead by it's wrist as her own wrapped around it along with her tail, the titan's limb permanently warped and twisted around as the head of her tail bit into the bicep above. The wing of that side was quickly moving back and turning around, the end where the sharp tip had once been torn off and looking like torn tissue paper. The tip of the other he had landed on faired no better, and after it's quick glance to him, the titan focussed it's gaze at the harbinger before it, it's closing head leaning slightly tilted from the huge hole in it's throat-plates to reveal bleeding machinery inside. The harbinger's bright blood-rimmed eyes burned with a silent rage that matched the one that had led her into her earlier predicament. Only this time, their roles were reversed. Hunter had become prey. She had been hurt. And now she was winding back her lower right arm.
"What was that you said earlier?" She said with the corners of her mouth raised, an expression of grim intention on her face. "If we won't bend, you'll break us?"
He couldn't be sure, but by the titan's movements, it seemed like they shared the very same emotion at that moment. His feet slipped from the base of the titan's wing as it tried moving it's wings in vain, their thrusters firing up as he clawed for a grip. But the titan went nowhere, both from the awkward angle his weight put on the wing he had wrapped in his tail and from the harbinger's lower left arm firmly stomping down on the only hoof with a remaining thruster, breaking the green horn off to land harmlessly in the mud. He briefly felt the heat of it's wings as they swiveled around, it's body repeatedly trying to pull away from it's own trapped limbs like a fly caught in a spider's trap. The harbinger held a similar kind of venomous satisfaction on her muzzle, and while he knew where her potent vengeance would be directed at, his mind was desperately trying to think of some way to escape it's reach. He was on the wrong side of this fight. Just as he thought to jump off, he felt her hands crush the metal of it's arms further inward as blood freely flowed from her tensing muscle.
"That's gonna be hard to do after we rip you into FUCKING PIECES!!!" She roared out the last, blood and spittle coating both he and his ride as he turned his head and bit into one of the plates of the back of the titan's neck. He just barely punched his teeth through when the harbinger let go of it's stump of an arm in her hand while she punched with the arm beneath it. Both the paws of that arm straightened out, her claws puncturing deep into it's midsection as the force behind her strike curled the slim metal plates inward.
His body pulled away from the titan as it swung around on it's left side of it's own volition, it's right arm held firm by both the harbinger's tail and upper arm as she used the titan's weight and momentum to fully pull herself onto her hind legs with a pained growl. When the machine stopped, so did he, his body bouncing hard off the titan's collar while the piece of plate he managed to snag tore off in his mouth. He landed and began to slide off, the metal falling from his jaws as his claws once again scratched at the smooth surface. The titan was still recoiling from the blow, looking stunned as the harbinger pushed past her own pain before using her tail and left arm to swing it back to her by it's shoulder. In desperation he pushed himself up in a small leap, his open mouth leaning skyward and grabbing onto the only thing in front of him. His jaws closed around the thick metal rod that was the titan's left antler, the metal just beyond a pair of points giving only a hint of resistance before sinking into itself under his bite.
As the titan raised it's stump of an arm to block the next incoming blow from the harbinger until it's head was suddenly yanked back and to the side by his hanging weight. As a result, the harbinger's right fist found the side of it's head to rock it back even further to the side, the plates of it's neck scraping against themselves as it's metal innards screeched from being pushed to their limits and further. It's head stiffly tried turning back as the gator hung between it's antler and his tail that wrapped around it's left wing. The antler warped down as it pulled him up, and knowing the danger of being exposed so close to the thing that would be hitting the titan, he planted his feet on it's back, one on it's topmost spine and the other just above it's wing.
As he did, he felt the second impact of the harbinger's lower right arm, her paws slamming into the titan's chest this time to dent and pierce the thicker layer of metal. The impact made him dent the metal under his own claws as he bounced once more, his right foot collapsing the spine and the thruster it held with a crunch. The titan tried pulling it's head back, his response to tighten his tail and yank in the opposite direction with the growl as the harbinger went to punch again with her upper arm, the stump of it's own scraped out of the way as she dented the side of it's face further in.
The titan tried pulling itself away only to be swung back into the force of her next punch as he held tight from both ends, the muscles of his neck fighting the machine's repeatedly as the fight went on. The harbinger alternated between her right arms, pounding again and again against it's face and it's chest. The stump of an arm it tried blocking with was quickly broken down into a lump of scrap at the elbow as pieces flew and fell across the arena. It's right eye popped in a shower of sparks and glass as another bloody fist folded the teeth of that side into it's mouth at opposing angles. Seams burst and welds tore as more and more holes punctured it's large chest, the thick outer layers of black metal breaking apart with each withdrawal to reveal chrome colored machinery, green glowing tubes, and dark wires. It's pointed nose ripped from the front of it's shark-like face while another layer of metal cracked loudly under it's chest like a walnut, an eerie green glow escaping into the darkness around them. He panicked at one point as the titan slipped on the ground as it tried backing up, but with the loud crinkle of something beneath it's held shoulder, it was lifted again with another punch from the harbinger's lower arm and she continued her rabid assault.
She snarled as she refused to let the titan rest even for a second, and while he new the cold metal he fought against didn't feel things like exhaustion or pain, he could feel through his feet that things inside it were buckling in on themselves, giving out under the strain of enduring the harbinger's revenge. Then he felt the titan pull especially hard against his jaws, it's neck plates clicking upwards as the inside of it's half-open mouth glowed. With as many blows as it's head had taken, he didn't know how the weapon could still operate, but he felt it's creep once more. It blinked on and off randomly, rapid one second then slow the next, getting heavier as it went on despite the multiple blows the harbinger now focused on it's head.
Hissing heavily from between his teeth, he started letting himself drop while he walked across it's back from one side to the next, gravity pulling at his weight along with his tail to fight the titan's aim. It's antler started bending back as the two forces pulled against one another, it's head slowly easing upward as an unsteady whirring grew inside the widening hole on the underside of it's whining throat. The harbinger's blows helped to aim it's head up, but before he could walk over to it's other shoulder, the sharp plates in the back the titan's neck bubbled out like a bird fluffing it's feathers out as she shoved her fist into it's open wound. This time he slid across it's back to his original position as she punched her paws into it's torso especially hard this time, so much he feared they would pierce out through it's back to meet him.
Instead something snapped and he saw the ground suddenly grow up to meet him. The titan's legs tried moving backwards to the speed it had been thrown, but with it's dragging left leg, it fell backwards. It's wings fired up to keep it from crushing him against the ground right away, but his grip on it's left wing and his weight, along with no other thrusters to call upon, forced it to land on it's side. It slid against the stump of it's left bicep, trying to get it's feet underneath it, failed, and fell to it's back anyway. He fell to his feet along with it, mud splashing against him as he unwrapped his tail from the arm of it's wing and slipped a foot before his hold on it's antler stopped him.
He reaffirmed his bite on it's antler, crushing it further into itself. As he considered the consequences of letting go of his bite, he saw the harbinger walk towards them. In her right hand she held what looked like the weapon the titan had held in it's jaws, a length of what looked like black wire encased in lumps of armor running behind it like a spine. The green light at the end of it's barrel quickly faded out as she tossed it aside to land with the rest of the scrap that decorated the field. In her left hand and the teeth of her tail she dragged behind her the right arm of the titan, the horns of it's torn shoulder pad digging a trench behind her as she slowly stalked her way towards them with growling pants.
The titan must have seen her coming through it's one good eye because he was lifted up as it stood it's upper torso on the scrapped ends of it's wings. Shaking with the effort of lifting him and with it's head heavily leaning on it's remaining shoulder, it stood it's upper body fully up. It tried putting itself on it's legs, but instead it's left leg gave out and it landed on it's stump again. It balanced on it's mangled limb and left thigh with it's right wing propping it up as he clawed against the smooth surface of it's back. Before either of them could do anything, a massive impact swung him out and the both of them landed again, with his belly in the mud and the titan on it's back. He could have sworn that he heard a human cry of pain, but he was more concerned with the sight in front of him.
A loud thump and splash sounded as the titan's lower half fell on it's front, only connected to it's upper body by a few scraps of metal, bleeding broken tubes of green glowing liquid, and frayed wires of all manners of colors. Between them was the shoulder pad that once belonged to the titan, the horned end lifting up and to the side of the harbinger that loomed above them with a tired, yet grinning muzzle.
"I'm not done with you yet, asshole." She said, the improvised weapon she wielded swinging low behind her across the ground to set up her next swing.
The titan was already on the move even as she spoke, and once again he was denied any kind of escape. With a speed that almost matched it's previous grace, it's right wing belched hot air and green flames for the last time that night, his body lifted up and hastefully flopped onto it's back as it flipped towards it's own belly, or what was left of it. At an angle, it pushed itself away with it's arm stump, a wave of mud following behind them as they just avoided being impaled by the titan's own shoulder horn. Luckily his tailblade caught the wing arm again as the layer of mud covered him, the wet clay quickly flaking off in hard chunks as one of the wings passed over him. After a hot blast of light and a sideways lurch into the air that pulled him into his previous seat on the titan's back, they began to fly, his tail wrapping harder around it's wing as their angle became steep.
Out of an increasing sense of fear, he leaned down to hug the titan's back as he felt the seats of the roster brush up against it's chest. Behind them the harbinger was already pulling back the arm she had, turning her legs to the side as she grabbed it with her other hand behind her back. Her arms bulged as she did so, blood seeping through her wounds as she lined up her shot with their speeding form. And like a spring, she threw it at them, a blur of green and black spinning at them like a wheel. They were racing up the wall that led to the lip of the colosseum, and as the thrown weapon seemed to home in on them like a missile, his world disappeared in a haze of tears as he felt like his scales had pulled away from his skin. They abruptly stopped and straightened out in the air after their spin with the help of the two lower spines on it's back and continued their flight. Even with the titan's head leaning to the side as it was, they were quickly gaining altitude and speed, something that became immediately apparent as he saw the form of the harbinger disappearing over a erupting lip of the colosseum, it's debris and the arm falling down the side near it's base as the camp beyond was quickly shrinking. They approached the thundering clouds up above, rain landing against them in waves as the ground disappeared entirely behind a thick layer of fog.
"Don't do anything stupid up there, cannibal." He twitched at the sound of the titan's voice beating against his belly, a static-filled, yet completely understandable warning above the sound of cracking lightening. If he did anything to alter their flight, both of them would almost certainly die.
And yet he couldn't do nothing either. The air was quickly becoming cold. If he became still and lost his grip, he would die. If lightening struck them, he would die. If by some miracle he lasted that long and this titan flew back to the place it was built, the humans there would shoot him on sight. And all the while, for whatever unimaginable reason it wasn't doing so now, the titan could probably spin him off and he would plummet to his death.
And so, with almost certain death being slightly better than imminent demise, he did something stupid.
Tightening the muscles of his tail around the wing arm, he forced it's angle around and to the left as he pulled the antler he had in his mouth closer to himself, pulling his nictitating membranes over his eyes as they both drastically veered down into a slow spin. The ground came at them almost as quickly as they had left it, appearing out of nowhere as they burst through the bottom of the clouds near a skyscraper. The right wing swiveled on it's own to push them away from it as he heard the titan let out a startled "FUCK!!!"
Still descending on a slight twist, he pushed the arm back with his tail, it's frame lifting entirely too slow for how fast they were approaching the ground between the corners of speeding buildings to either side. The other wing mimicked his actions and they soon dipped into a U just above a bridge, his tail pulling the arm slightly forward as they evened out at a mid-height between the ground and the tallest buildings.
"I'M GONNA SKIN YOU ALIVE AND WEAR YOU FOR A- TOTHERIGHT, TOTHERIGHTTOTHERIGHT!!!"
The other wing turned to the right and he did the same, narrowly avoiding another building before coming out above a series of highways, looking like the tallest buildings were out of the way. And out in the distance surrounded by vacant parking spaces was the colosseum, infected scrambling like ants among the tents below. Seeking safety, he pulled the wing slightly up and they started descending again.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!"
As the camp came towards them, the other wing swiveled to the left and moved to the opposite direction, the two spines below him shifting to that side as well. They started turning to the right while they slowly went up, the titan's body leaning on his side. He slid over as the titan's head turned, and his grasping claws failing to grab the shoulder-pad on the way down, he felt his back fall between the space of it's head and it's collar, the wind pressing him into the crook of it's neck as he hung there by his tail and jaws. From his precarious spot, he could see into the titan's remaining green eye glowering at him from beyond the crack of it's protective outer layer, the folded over ear-guard making it look truly angry for the first time since he had seen it.
"THIS IS WHERE YOU GET OFF YOU CLINGY LITTLE-!"
They passed the colosseum along their flight, and jumping off it's lip was the harbinger, her tail and legs launching her up into the sky with them. He was sure with their speed and their position ahead of her already, she wouldn't be able to catch them in time, but her body only got bigger as she flew. He lost sight of her under the titan's chest until he felt a sudden weight crash down on the titan's back.
After that, all he could see were flashes of images, one after another. Most were a blur of colors, sometimes the sky trading places with the ground. At some point his tail lost it's grip on the wing and he flapped and spun like a flag behind the antler he bit into, making his understanding of things even more disoriented. Somewhere along the way he had made out the repeating image of taller buildings getting closer and closer, and with a loud crash, the turbulence became so violent that he became weightless for a moment. Then everything went dark.