Forgot to post the story.

To their credit, the dumbfounded Kiyrenin did not stay stunned for long. Temporarily lowered blades were raised threateningly, blasters were sighted, and all manner of weapons readied. Defalcon sneered condecendingly at one bewildered Kiyrenin who turned back to his former prey, before sweeping aside his defense and coolly running him through. Oddly enough, Claw was actually laughing as three Kiyrenin advanced on him, and it definitely did not sound sane.
The wild, mad laughter was quickly drowned out as the angry Kiyrenin began to shout at their prey, each other, and just for the sake of shouting. Electrik and Acid moved out of their hiding spots, Electrik making sure to electrocute any Kiyrenin who got too close. Acid chortled happily and proceeded to fire his rocket launcher into the crowded score or so of enemies. Flashes of brilliant laser proved that Crystal was doing her job.
A loud cry interrupted the melee. Most of the Kiyrenin made the mistake of looking up, and thus had the first view of a furious Kaz diving out of the Tubelectran sky, surrounded by a blue energy shield. Screeching the entire way down, he slammed erratically into a taller Kiyrenin, bearing him to the ground before pulling up and spraying pepperspray everywhere.
KRSplat took up a position opposite of Crystal, using his silver blaster to get those that the sniper couldn't see. His considerable accuracy and Crystal's superb marksmanship combined to great effect.
Kaz, on the other hand, had no skill or ability to aim. He was chortling madly as he hopped around, scattering pepperspray every which way, undiscriminating between friend or foe. Luckily, most of his friends were out of range. The stinging pepperspray didn't do much damage, but like Kaz himself, it was a distraction for the Kiyrenin. It's awfully hard to concentrate on your opponent when it feels like you're being attacked by a swarm of homocidal hornets, as the Kiyrenin found to their dismay.
Copper found the first few opponents simple to put out of action. Then she found herself facing an opponent of a different caliber, literally.
The cat she faced was at least six feet of sinew and speed. She wasn't sure what he was, although he looked like a cougar. Black markings were vivid against his milk-white coat. He was quick and rather determined. Her first thought was a slightly worried I don't need this, which was quickly supplanted by an irritated why can't they all stay easy? A score of Kiyrenin, nine friends at least, and she had to get the only Firenzev in the lot.
Fortunately for her, the cat looked more nervous than she was. He was jumpy, and overreacted when she raised her sword and feinted at him. Luckily (for the cat, at least) his dodge took him out of range of her next slash. For the next few minutes Copper grew increasingly frustrated as he eluded her blade.
Then he switched tactics. Rather than hovering at the edge of her reach, as he had been doing, he ducked and slid around her blade, to come up under her guard. She danced back to avoid his claws, trying to back away far enough so she could bring Shale into play once more, and he pursued, forcing her to retreat further.
Finally she felt the rough brick wall at her back. The cat closed again; she ducked, her hand found her long knife, concealed in her boot. She came up under his next blow, hit him in the stomach with her sword hilt, and killed him with one thrust of her dagger. The feline crumpled and fell lifelessly to the ground, leaving her slightly out of breath and with a sense of relief.
Then the sharp, piercing cry of a hunting bird cut across the sounds of battle, and she looked up.


I had to make my opponent easy because, well, it's been a long time since I've written battles. Also, Copper is injured.
Excuses, excuses, I know.