"And... Plasma Gimmick!"

Slamming his foot onto a pedal on the floor, Roger deployed the plasma projectors across the Big O's armour, set to form an incinerating bubble around it to throw off close-range threats. Lord Drakkon responded immediately, hurdling backwards off the screen, but the edge of it still caught him, the deploying bubble blasting him far away. That gave Roger a moment to act and zero in his weapons - keeping the fight at long range was to Roger's advantage, given that Drakkon only really appeared to fight up close. To begin with -

"Missile Party!"

The barrage of missiles shot from the Big O's chest, opening crater after crater in the space Drakkon would have to cross. Roger scanned the smoke cloud, ready to fire even more at anything that dared step out of it.

What he hadn't imagined was that Drakkon would ride out of it. Rodeoing a missile, Drakkon once more flew through the air, a giant wallop smacking the Megadeus to the sand for the second time.

- penrosetingle Round 4