GFL2 Story/2-10/Script
[Incomplete. Proofread and diarize.]
Screeeee—
Incoming!
—?!
Tweeeet—
Hup~
Thank goodness~ I've still got some explosives left.
I was right~ A small explosion can get the big guy to change directions. Looks like this big guy is just a biiiiiig doofus, Leader~
...Colphne?
Yep, Colphne reporting back to Team Groza! |I even managed to spring a little surprise on you! Wasn't it a perfect entrance~?
...
Hm, did I make it in time~?
(After a brief moment of disorientation caused by the explosion, the hybrid-type Boojum's attention is once again drawn by the turret in Krolik's direction.)
(However, the three Dolls are thoroughly pinned down by the Boojum and the surrounding ELIDs. The few attacks they manage to pull off against the Boojum leave nary a scratch on the surface of the creature who's made of an unidentified substance.)
Huhhhh, even though I've chosen to stay, it didn't seem to have made a difference, Leader?
Tweet... Huff...
Oh, that dangerous big guy ran off... Just like that~
Leader, did we... get lucky?
(Colphne's running monologue elicits no response from Groza. Colphne watches Groza as she offhandedly puts emphasis on the word "we".)
Nemesis, enter the factory!
...Leader...?
Colphne, keep up!
...A-alright... L-leader~!
(Colphne's voice quivers with a bit of emotion.)
(She takes a deep breath and puts on a cutesy smiley face again.)
(With two hurried bounds, she catches up with Groza and Nemesis who have already started moving towards the factory.)
