﹣ɪʀʀᴇɢᴜʟᴀʀ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ. Magma Dragoon (Malzeno Armor) -containing the intent of throwing Dragoon off. Him reducing his focus on X would allow for him to be overcome from the ongoing struggle. Taking the blow would possibly allow for the same conclusion more or less if it made contact. <[•Ƶ•] #WILYWARS

🦉Airbound Staff Chief🦉 Storm Owl - Megaman X (1997) #CapcomRP/#MVRP

"Looks like I still have much to learn."

『 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗔 𝗚𝗔𝗟𝗔𝗫𝗬 𝗙𝗔𝗥, 𝗙𝗔𝗥 𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬. . . 』 This is a post recruiting for #𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀, an upcoming space/sci-fi themed hero group answering the call of the cosmos! 『 ♡ this tweet to join and ↻ to spread the word! 』

𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐁𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐎!

❝…I only hope he made it.❞

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“I’m picking up some new signatures since last time. Some of them near my OS date, some outdated… Some I’ve never even heard of.”

— 「 ENTER ; #𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀. 」

"Hhmm... I can feel my strength returning. These tune-ups were just what I needed."

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Magma Dragoon (Malzeno Armor) — Even Elder Dragons Tremble. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

Magma Dragoon (Malzeno Armor) — lair. Or, perhaps, to invite him to dance with her upon their very own Tower Of Arrogance, in defiance of how the lessers to battle in this coliseum before did so. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

Magma Dragoon (Malzeno Armor) — off spinning along the circular coliseum walls as if it a racing track, tearing the ancient structure apart as she completed laps before finally finishing, skidding on Dragoon’s front as she trapped the drake’s head in a lock—aiming for a nasty snap! 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

🐉👊 #MyXAnniversary

Magma Dragoon (Malzeno Armor) — process of a Nergigante’s spike growth, a full mane of deathly spears formed before long to replace what was lost. With but a flick of the body to loosen them and set them free, Felicia’s retort would be the ruthless hail of a hundred torso-sized spikes. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

Magma Dragoon (Malzeno Armor) — Qurio… but what of a house cat? In Felicia’s place stood a pure white cat clad in fragments of Nergal armor as she deftly and boldly made her charge into the incoming swarm of ravenous leeches. By all accounts, she’d emerge with several latched onto her and even more —

Days have gone by, nights have passed over. Deep in the volcanic trenches, there were occasional rumbles and shakes that went unrecorded by systems above. Within was a dragon, bearing scales of white rather than red, hardening his will, taming his power.