Voltaire stopped mid-stride, letting his foot fall back into the water. For a moment, the only sound in the sewer tunnel was the steady dripping of water from various small pipe leaks near the ceiling. In the next instant, Voltaire ducked out of the way of the bolt of electrical energy that sailed over his head. The Magos spun quickly, drawing a compact shotgun from the folds of his rust-red robes and firing. The slug round caught the renegade elect-priest in the ribs, causing the young woman to topple into the water.
Voltaire’s shotgun was knocked from his hand by the mechadendrite of his next opponent. Voltaire’s head snapped around as he evaded a second dendrite, sending his own to deal with the first as the rogue tech-priest came into view and attempted to impale Voltaire using his breacher arm. Voltaire easily moved to the side after calculating the velocity and trajectory of the attack. In the same motion, he grabbed the tech-priest on the arm above the drill, plant his free hand on the back of his head, spin him once, and toss him into a wall. As the rogue hit the tunnel wall, the grip of Voltaire’s mechadendrite ripped one of the rogue priest’s in half.
As the rogue priest turned, Voltaire’s second dendrite flew forward and part of the mechanized claw slammed through the priest’s shoulder, sending him over onto his back. As Voltaire took a step forward, he became aware of his first opponent recovering and leaping at him. Voltaire spun and grabbed the girl by the head and slammed her to the ground under the water. Voltaire planted his metal foot on the girl’s chest to keep her under the water as he retrieved his shotgun from it’s place on the small walkway behind him. He was barely aware of the girl’s hands clawing at his steel foot, trying desperately to push his weight off of her.
The girl’s thrashing stopped as Voltaire leveled the shotgun and fired a slug round at the recovering tech-priest. The top part of the priest’s head was blasted to pieces, his intelligence core shattering in the process. Voltaire removed his foot from the drowned girl and returned the shotgun to it’s hidden place under his robes. Satisfied that his attackers would not be getting up again, the Magos continued his trudge through the sewers. He had wasted far too much time with the fight.