SINNBAD's Trials

"Finish them off! Rageclaw1 Battlechip Download."

Destin said enthusiastically as he slotted in the chip. He was really getting into these battles. SINNBAD didn't share Destin's spirit as he was too busy fighting to be enthused. His right hand appeared as data erupted from his arms in a flurry of codestrings. They snaked around his hands, replacing his fingers with powerful, sharp claws.

SINN skidded to a stop as he brought up his newly transfigured paws, roaring like a battle-hungry bear. His armor and boots clanked loudly as he rushed the two ghosts. The apparitions was within feet of him, having teleported up to him moments earlier, so he ran through them. Like a pissed-off grizzly, that also played a tackler in football, he tore through the virii lines hell bent on rending their semi-corporeal forms asunder. His long nails gleamed brilliant white energy as he slashed each virus in turn. He ended his movements by dashing away again. He was ready to dodge attempts on himself like a running-back with the ball.

Summary
1: Rageclaw1 [Battlechip]: 40 Null Damage + Slashing to SpookyA. [5/6 uses remaining.]
2: Rageclaw1 [Battlechip]: 40 Null Damage + Slashing to SpookyB. [4/6 uses remaining.]
3: Run, run Rudolph,
Santa's got to make it to town.
Santa make him hurry,
Tell him he can take the freeway down.
Run, run Rudolph,
'Cause I'm reelin' like a merry-go-round.

Signature Cool Downs:
1: Shot1: 0 Turns.
2: Shot2: 0 Turns.

Other Effects:
1: Rageclaw1 [Battlechip]: 4 uses remaining.

The Spooky decided they'd go for a preemptive strike and lashed out their tongues collectively, but their licks were cut off (quite literally) by a couple of well-placed claw swipes. There goes the last of 'em.

KabutankA: DELETED
KabutankB: DELETED
SpookyA: DELETED
SpookyB: DELETED
SpookyC: DELETED
SpookyD: DELETED

Terrain: 100% Normal

SINNBAD: 120HP

-BATTLE THREE, VICTORY!!-

Rewards: 540z

SINNBAD picked up the Zenny datum. It was one of the largest hauls they had gotten thus far, minus the 1500z from the 'War at the Playground'. Destin frowned at the lack of chips gained thus far. It had been three battles and they only had received one chip. It was possible that they were just unlucky now, or a lot luckier the last bust they went on. Well, at least they were getting something that they could use to improve SINN, so there wasn't any real trouble with the rewards thus far.

"It looks like you got banged up a little, but no worse for wear according to these readings. Ready yourself for the next encounter, we are just grazing the deeper waters."

Destin stated as SINN's hands returned to normal. He readjusted his helmet, as he had been lashed across the face in the battle. Then his gloves and boots. After he was in order, he trudged onward. There were many more roads to travel, hopefully he would see them all at the end.

[Requesting Battle 4.]

As SINN moved onwards, he came across a small troupe of viruses, a couple of Spikeys and a quartet of Metools, led by a cloaked figure. The figure seemed to point in every conceivable direction and talk in some indecipherable viral chatter. Then, they spotted the Navi, and halted in their tracks. The cloaked figure seemed to say something to the viruses behind, which flared them up for battle!

Miner: 100HP
SpikeyA: 90HP
SpikeyB: 90HP
MetoolA: 40HP
MetoolB: 40HP
MetoolC: 40HP
MetoolD: 40HP

Terrain: 100% Normal

SINNBAD: 120HP

-BATTLE FOUR, FIGHT!!-

Miners and guard dogs. The Net world seemed to parallel the Real world in many respects. One could claim that both worlds had their share of evils. Corporate greed came to mind. Datum-mining was probably a lucrative business. Though this type of mining could also be used for sabotaging competition. It was unclear, just interrupting this operation, what the virii were doing specifically. However, it was clear that SINNBAD would need to defend himself from his trespass.

"Quake1 Battlechip Download."

Came Destin's voice as the origami baseball appeared in SINN's hand. It was pretty clear what the target of this attack was. According to the readings SINN was getting, moving his sight from one virus to the other, the most powerful and optimal target was the leader. SINN shifted his weight forward and pitched the Powieball at the virii foreman. The sphere swirled through the air in a wide arc, like a mortar shell.

As it reached the peak of its airtime, it unfurled into a winged paper doll. It flew over the Miner, chasing it if it ran. When the time was right, it dropped like a lead weight. It immediately expanded into a giant stone statue. Its face was frozen in a laugh as it tried to squash yet another virus.

"Guard1 Battlechip Download."

Destin was always on the ball it seemed. SINN wondered if Destin did virus busting before SINNBAD became Destin's navi. Most likely Destin had read books or consulted manuals. A semi-opaque golden shield came into existence and SINN reached for it, grasping it in his left hand. Pulling the aegis across his form, he dashed away from the field to his right. This would assure that any attack coming to him would come from his left, where he was covered.

Summary
1: Quake1 [Battlechip]: 100 Null Damage + Impact to Miner.
2: Guard1 [Battlechip]: (1 Hit Shield) + (Reflect up to 60 + Piercing + Line Attack).
3: Run/Dodge away to the East.

The Miner did what it could and laid, well, mines. Its work was finished when a baseball was thrown towards it. Looking at it in confusion, it was distracted enough for the Powie to do its work and smash it into oblivion! The other viruses were understandably miffed, and launched a full-on assault, the Spikeys launching their fireballs and Metools slamming their pickaxes to the ground. One of the fireballs managed to reach SINN, but it simply bounced off the Guard he was holding, right back at its sender. The other attacks he evaded as well, except for a Metool's shockwave that happened to go right across his path.

Miner: DELETED
SpikeyA: 60HP
SpikeyB: 90HP
MetoolA: 40HP
MetoolB: 40HP
MetoolC: 40HP
MetoolD: 40HP

Terrain: 95% Normal, 5% Mine

SINNBAD: 110HP [Guard Broken]

Do to the ponderous amount of virii still remaining, and the lack of any real defenses left to protect him, SINNBAD needed to go into overdrive. Dodging and weaving, SINN circled back toward the group in a wide arc. His footfalls plodding along on the hard terrain. The first thing that he had to worry about was thinning the herd. There were too many of them at the moment and he was in danger of being outflanked. Then he had an idea. His eyes flashed several times in quick succession, almost like ship-bound Morse Code lanterns. The data filtered into Destin's PET as SINN ran.

U2VuZCBtZSB0aGUgU2hvdGd1biBCYXR0bGVjaGlwLg==

The PET translated it pretty quickly, it was a request for a battlechip. Destin only needed a moment to read the message before grabbing the chip in question and slotting it in. The datum rushed across SINNBAD's form. From his head to his Buster arm, the code flowed down in a waterfall of multicolored ones and zeros. As it reached his right hand, it retracted into the weapon, and SINN raised it at his foes. The energy collecting at the barrel of his Buster.

With a bang SINNBAD fired a spread of white-gray buckshot. His barrel red-hot and steaming afterward. The heated swarm of shells soared across the battlefield and slammed into the enemy line of little helmeted miners. Burying them in an avalanche of gunfire. Potentially deleting two.

SINN didn't wait for the announcement of his success or failure, as he turned again and bolted. A trail of dust kicked up as he slid, pivoting to one side, and sprinting away again. He was not about to wait around to be targeted again as he weaved back and forth away from the viruses once more. Once more he head East. Always to the East.

Summary
1: Run/Dodge toward/around virii group.
2: Shotgun [Battlechip]: 50 Null Damage + Spread1 to Metool B and C.
3: Run/Dodge away to the East again.

SINNBAD danced about the field and fired his Shotgun at a pair of closely positioned Metools, deleting both with one shot. One of the Spikeys and the two remaining Metools retaliated but none of them hit.



Miner: DELETED
SpikeyA: 60HP
SpikeyB: 90HP
MetoolA: 40HP
MetoolB: DELETED
MetoolC: DELETED
MetoolD: 40HP

Terrain: 95% Normal, 5% Mine

SINNBAD: 110HP

With the Metool lines broken, it was time to deal with the flame hounds. SINNBAD stopped running. He took a defensive stance and slowed his breathing. He focused and drew on his inner power with remarkable speed. The datum of the net flowed into him from all sides.

It rushed at him as if he was a black hole in the Net. An outline of shadow silhouetted the warrior's form. Strings of code became visible around him, drawn into the darkness that was his body. Within moments, his Buster began to glow with the collected energy. The gloom retreated, dissipating in the light. He sent another message as he pointed his gun toward the two spike-laden pedigrees.

"RmlyZWhpdDEu."

This message was quite shorter than normal, only a simple title. Destin took the battlechip with the same name and slotted it into his PET. SINN's Buster was immediately set on fire. It burned as he took aim, causing smoke and ashes to float off the barrel. He fired two blazing shells from his braced position, one at each Spikey. The twin fireballs hurtled across the field like meteors. The one virus that was not wounded would receive a flaming ball of energy that grew larger with each passing second. Strange worm-like codestrings popped out and slithered around the ruby sphere like a rotten apple as it flew toward the infernal mutt. Both would be purged by fire.

After the pyrotechnics display, SINN stood his ground. His suit clunked heavily with each step as the steel soldier took on a defensive stance and braced himself for the eventual counterattack.

Summary
1: Codestring Augment [Signature]: Two instances of Strengthen 20. [1 TCD]
2: Firehit1 [Battlechip]: 60 Fire Damage + Impact + Double Attack to SpikeyA.
3: Firehit1 [Battlechip]: (60+20+20) 100 Fire Damage + Impact + Double Attack to SpikeyB.

Signature Cool Downs:
1: Codestring Augment: 1 Turn.

The two Spikeys were deleted by the double fisted attack before they could attack again. However, while SINNBAD was so focussed on hitting them, he was blindsided by a small shockwave coming from one of the Metools. Victory looked close.

Miner: DELETED
SpikeyA: DELETED
SpikeyB: DELETED
MetoolA: 40HP
MetoolB: DELETED
MetoolC: DELETED
MetoolD: 40HP

Terrain: 95% Normal, 5% Mine

SINNBAD: 100HP

SINNBAD was struck by a small shockwave. His arms were across his body and he had stooped to one knee as he was struck. The force of the impact was strong enough to slide him back a few feet. He grunted with the exertion of fighting against such force. A cut appeared on his cheek where some sharp debris clipped him. The digital dirt gathered around his feet as he slid, pushed into him by his heavy set and backward movement, forming a few-inch high pile at the end that brought him to a stop. He stood and aimed his Buster at the two remaining Metools.

"Cannon Battlechip in! Download."

His operator called out as he slid in the chip. SINN's firearm increased in size until it represented a Cannondumb. The rectangular turret shot a spike out of the bottom. It pyloned into the ground and held the cannon steady. SINN took aim by pivoting, rotating his cannon by moving/swinging around the central point. He aimed at one of the Metools and fired. The shockwave and sound were deafening as the heavy cannon round cut through the air like a blade through grass. Even though Metool hats were virtually indestructible, being struck by something so powerful would surely cause the virus to be knocked back a few dozen feet at the least. SINN's ears were protected from the noise by the flaps of his helmet, cutting the noise down significantly. The recoil was also bad. But SINN was held in place by the huge steel stake.

The pylon retracted and the Cannondumb face vanished in a cascade of sparkling lights moments after firing. As such SINN brought up his Buster and took aim at the second Metool. Two shells scattered the ground as he lit up, his Buster flaring with each squeeze of the invisible trigger. Twin energy beams rocketed across the battlefield toward the last Metool. They left trails of scattered dust behind and to the side of them as they soared low to the ground. SINNBAD watched for the conclusion of his potentially last actions of the battle.

Summary
1: Cannon [Battlechip]: 40 Null Damage + Knockback to MetoolA.
2: Shot1 [Signature]: 30 Null Damage [Shot Type] to MetoolD.
3: Shot2 [Signature]: 30 Null Damage [Shot Type] to MetoolD.

Signature Cool Downs:
1: Codestring Augment: 0 Turns.
2: Shot1: 1 Turn.
3: Shot2: 1 Turn.

The first Metool was deleted by the Cannon but the second shot from SINNBAD's buster didn't quite finish off the second Metool fast enough and it was able to launch a slow moving shockwave. Fortunately, the second blast destroyed the virus and cancelled the attack before it reached him. The spoils of victory included a tidy sum of zenny and a new chip.

Miner: DELETED
SpikeyA: DELETED
SpikeyB: DELETED
MetoolA: DELETED
MetoolB: DELETED
MetoolC: DELETED
MetoolD: DELETED

Terrain: 95% Normal, 5% Mine

SINNBAD: 100HP

[Battle 4 - Victory!]

Get: 600z + Heatshot Battleship

"Looks like you took a bit of damage so far... Let's get you healed up."

Destin said as he slotted in a MiniEnergyPack Sub-Chip. The picture on the chip faded as it returned to its previously blank state, ready to be imprinted again. In fact, Destin immediately put it to use. As healing data coursed through SINNBAD, returning him to full health [150 HP], Destin kept the blank chip in the slot as he uploaded the newly acquired Battlechip data to it. The picture of the dreaded Heatshot replaced the blank space once reserved for the MiniEnergyPack. Destin removed the chip and stored it in a carrying case with the other chips.

"We almost have enough for the upgrades I have been looking at online. Time to move out soldier."

Destin stated. SINN squared his shoulders and trudged onward. His head turned from side to side as he kept a look out for viruses. His armor clanking steadily. He was reaching deep enough into the Netscape now that it was beginning to turn dark. The border between the civilian Net and what lay beyond was drawing close.

Summary
1. MiniEnergyPack [Subchip]: Heal 50 HP to SINNBAD.

SINNBAD is now at 150 HP.

[Requesting Battle 5.]

SINNBAD plodded along into the bowels of ACDC Net. Several minutes passed uneventfully. Destin took the time to pull up some files. He had been reading a lot about the Netscape since he had moved to Electopia. Netopia, Destin's homeland, was much quieter overall. This was due to security being ramped up in recent years due to Net-based terrorism. Electopia was like the wild west in comparison.

Destin pulled up DenCity's database of current news. The one most highly publicized event of the last couple months was something called the 1st Annual Tournament of Champions. It was over now, but it seemed that there was a dozen or so NetOps competing at the time. Destin clicked on a link to bring up the files for the matches. Hopefully he could learn something useful by watching seasoned Net Jockeys competing in battles. He began opening up the videos of the lowest tier battles when SINN piped up.

"Query: Status?"

Destin minimized the windows he had opened and looked at the screen. SINNBAD was still plodding along. But his Buster arm had been raised across his chest, about a foot in front of him, so that a vid-window could be displayed that SINN could see. SINN wore a look on his face that was hard to read. Destin turned up the volume on his speakers.

"What?"

Destin replied in turn with another question. He was not sure what SINN was asking. Destin tapped the screen and opened SINNBAD's system file. He looked at SINN's status. It showed all green. But before he could convey the info, SINN spoke up again.

"Clarification of query: Why am I here?"

Spoke the monotonous voice of the battle navi. Destin responded by sitting in silence for a bit. Why was SINN here? Did all navies ask about the meaning of their existence or mission, or was SINN different? Maybe the events that happened before was not a mere fluke or ghost in the programming. Perhaps there was something more to the algorithms that composed SINN. Destin searched for an answer that would satisfy SINN.

"You are currently testing your capabilities against the local viruses of ACDC's Netscape. As a Net Navi, you were created to hunt down and eliminate viral infection on the Net. Do you understand your mission?"

Destin asked the strangely sentient navigator. SINN's reaction was to lower his arm, severing the window. Destin could still see SINN and the space around him without problem. However SINN did not reply verbally or give any indication otherwise of his thoughts. His face remained the same stoic expression he normally wore. Destin waited a bit to see if anything else would happen. Finally, with minutes ticking by and no indication of intent to continue the conversation by SINN, Destin went back to reading.

Then SINNBAD's voice came back.

"Understood."

SINNBAD ventured further into the ACDC networks, and after a few minutes, some of it filled in with existential crisis, he found himself in a large bit of empty netspace. Apparently this was about the only partfound something actually noteworthy. Cleaved in half, looking like it needed more than a few bandages, was a Metool. The half-Met was holding quite a number of pickaxes, hoarding them around like some scavenging vagrant, which it probably was. Dragging its cache of mining instruments across the floor, it took a while to notice SINNBAD's approach. When it did, however, it squeaked in a threatening manner, wielding its many pickaxes. God knows how it did so.

-tool: 250HP

Terrain: 100% Normal

-BOSS BATTLE, START!!-

And thus did Destin and SINNBAD encounter the second half of Meh.

"Quake1 Battlechip Download!"

Destin called out as the first attack chip of the battle was slotted into his PET. SINN's right hand disappeared as he pointed his Buster straight up. He braced the weapon with his left hand. Negative-space particles began to collect at the barrel of his cannon. The contrast of black energy on whiteout was crystal clear to all in this zero-expanse. A sphere of darkness grew, waxed, and waned as the power built, reaching critical mass in mere moments of its start. When it was at its fullest strength, SINN roared.

SINN's howl echoed across the wasteland as the unseen floor beneath him cracked open. Tremors bellowed an earthquake as the land crumbled. Small yawning chasms fractured the earth, pockmarking patches left in the wake. Dark serpentine constructs of faintly gleaming code erupted from the breaches, blustering their own screeching cries to add to the raucous din. The ground beneath SINN buckled as the potency of the vipers extended their essence to strengthen SINN's. His feet sunk a foot into the ground, before he launched the caliginous force into the 'sky'.

The beam that pierced the heavens was enormous. Shadows were cast across this remote realm as the assembled might broke through the dimensional barrier that bound the Net. A hole appeared over the battlefield, torrential and malignant. Night enshrouded the world as the fingers of dusk stretched to envelope the zephyr. The connection severed between the navi and the vastness an instant later, ending any control of what was to come.

A monumental catastrophe emerged from the nether. Like a colossal meteor destined to strike a small celestial body, an object fell from above. The being that dropped from the sky was a gargantuan stone statue of an ancient god. It's profile was rough and unhewn, ubiquitous in existence. Describing such a creation was in itself a daunting task. But it also brought about contemplation on its very nature, an ethereal truth given form.

Whatever it was, it was about to crush the half-Met, who lay in its path.

"Guard1 Battlechip Download!"

SINNBAD crouched and brought his left arm up across his body. A golden-translucence manifested into a great, arcing bulwark. Hiding behind this glittering aegis, SINN awaited the reprisal of his foe. He also dug in his feet as he waited for the strike of the great Quake1. The impact would be cataclysmic.

Summary
1: Codestring Augment [Signature]: Two instances of Strengthen 20.
2: Quake1 [Battlechip]: (100 + 20 + 20) 140 Null Damage + Impact to -tool.
3: Guard1 [Battlechip]: (1 Hit Shield) + (Reflect up to 60 + Piercing + Line Attack).

Signature Cool Downs:
1: Codestring Augment: 1 Turn.

Exploding down from the heavens, the Quake damaged the Tool for quite the amount of damage, blasting its heavy weight onto the hapless virus. Angered, the Tool lifted two of its pickaxes and slammed them down onto the ground, creating two shockwaves! The shockwaves seemed a lot more powerful than the average Metool's though, as one hit the Guard SINN brought up and the other hit his body. (40)

-tool: 70HP

Terrain: 100% Normal

SINNBAD: 110HP (Guard Destroyed)

SINNBAD held firm as the Metool counter-attacked. The Metool, though only half of it existed, was still strong enough to heft his many pickaxes. It seemed as if he had way too many arms for the type of virus he was supposed to represent. The mutant virus struck the floor with the force of eight Metools. Two huge waves of kinetic energy split the ground as they flowed like unholy sharks toward SINN.

They followed one right after another, rending the earth in their wake. The first slammed into a golden barrier. The flaps of SINNBAD's armor billowed in the wind as the explosive force equivalent to a ton of TNT smashed into his shield. The dirt beneath and around the navi's feet held the warrior as steady as it could under such power, but it was not to last. The magical bulwark gave way and shattered into a million pieces, as SINN was knocked off his feet and sent spiraling across the ground.

The remnants of the once mighty Guard1, before they settled to rest, upended themselves. They became a cloud of daggers, floating menacingly for a moment, glistening tips pointing toward the Half-Met. A moment later they had launched themselves across the field, like a swarm of angry wasps. The Metool was stung repeatedly over the course of a few seconds. The damage it had wrought so willingly was returned in kind.

"Shotgun and Cannon Battlechips. Download!"

Destin stated with enthusiasm. The duo would not take the time to loose the momentum of this fight. Datum coalesced around SINN's form as he struggled to his feet, weighed down by his armor and aching joints. He pushed off the ground with his left hand and right arm's Buster barrel in order to stand, wobbling slightly before he could plant his feet and stabilized himself, using his arms for balance. Just then his Buster finished absorbing the download.

A second barrel extended itself from the side of the first, coming to hold parallel to the first. His Buster, now a double-barreled shotgun, began to elongate from its original design. It stretched until SINN required his left hand to keep steady. His right leg came forward and planted itself a little ways out from his body, as he braced himself for what was to come. He aimed at his opponent, lining up both barrels with the main body, and pulled an invisible trigger.

Three bolts of iridescent energy lanced forth from SINN's multi-barreled cannon. Glowing white hot as they flew, they raced across the unseen-field toward their target. They formed a triforce of destruction, a pyramid of deletion, that spelled doom for those woefully in their path. SINNBAD's arm returned to normal, his right hand ejecting from its home in the Buster to once again be used as something to manipulate. Without waiting for the result of his latest attack, he took the time to run. He was not intent to be struck again by the devastation wrought by the Half-Met. However, his injuries surfaced almost immediately, slowing his movements just a tad.

Summary
1: Shotgun [Battlechip]: 50 Null Damage + Spread1 to -tool.
2: Cannon [Battlechip]: 40 Null Damage + Knockback to -tool.
3: Run/Dodge -tool's attack(s) counterclockwise around invisible field.

Signature Cool Downs:
1: Codestring Augment: 0 Turns.

Now damaged, the Tool seemed to go into hyperactive superdrive mode, dodging both of SINN's gunshots with its blurring movements. Then, it stopped right in front of SINN, lifting a particularly gigantic pickaxe and whirling it around like a scythe. The enormous weight smashed into SINN's health and damaged him significantly!! (80)

-tool: 70HP

Terrain: 100% Normal

SINNBAD: 30HP (Guard Destroyed)

The super powered Met tore a bloody gash across SINNBAD's chest. Several of SINN's armored straps severed and plates fell from his body. Dust kicked up from the crashing heavy weights. SINN coughed up blood as he clutched his chest with his right hand. He collapsed onto one knee, head down.

"Get up SINN!"

Destin called out to his navi as he looked on concerned. He knew SINNBAD couldn't be deleted in a place such as this, but he could be defeated. A defeat here would pretty much undo the majority of their work so far, beyond possibly damaging SINN's program. As those negative thoughts drifted through his mind, SINN placed his left hand on the ground. He didn't seem to be moving much from his position on the 'floor' of the white-space.

Then a message scrolled across Destin's PET.

TmVlZCBib3RoIGZpcmUgY2hpcHMu.

Two windows opened up on the same screen. Each of them stated the name of a battlechip that had been acquired that day. However, the windows then stated that they were being downloaded. The flashing warnings blinked crimson as status bars appeared, draining from a full state to that of an empty one. Destin watched in fascination at SINN's ability to seemingly 'hack' the system. He reached over to his desk and grabbed a notepad.

SINNBAD began to be haloed in a reddish-orange glow as he drew on some hidden power. The battlechip data was integrating with his system quite speedily; the digital air that surrounded him heated up. As it reached sweltering levels, SINN burst into flames. His head jolted upright to leer at his foe, mere inches from his face. Smoke streamed from the white hot coals that had replaced his eyes.

The pressures rippled suddenly as SINN launched himself at his enemy. A wave of blunt force traveled behind him. The brunt flurry blew away the smog and unseen-terrain, propelling the navi forward. The pyre-encased warrior, blood, conflagration, and broken pieces of armament trailing him, flew at the Half-Met. His hands clenched into fists as he readied himself to pummel the huge virus.

SINN drew back his right as he fell upon his enemy. He thrusted the broken, blazing gauntlet at the creature's form. As he struck at the virus, the air exploded in a scorching blast. Then, roaring with animistic fervor, he struck with his left. Another explosive punch potentially driving an infernal scar into the enemy's form. The devastating mauling ended with SINN discharging a gout of searing flame into the viral upstart's face, torching the beast if it hadn't guarded itself with its impervious helmet.

The energy of the latest attack sent SINN tumbling backward through the air away from the Half-Met. SINN landed with a skid, coming to a stop within moments. The fires died and bled off him, leaving him unharmed. He took another knee again. Blood dripped from his mostly shattered form. His outer armor was in tatters. The only thing protecting him was his Undershirt. Destin looked on, still concerned, as he took notes.

Summary
*Repulse [Signature]: Knockback aimed behind SINNBAD to send him toward -tool.
1: Firehit1 [Battlechip]: 60 Fire Damage + Impact + Double Attack to -tool.
2: Firehit1 [Battlechip]: 60 Fire Damage + Impact + Double Attack to -tool.
3: HeatShot [Battlechip]: 40 Fire Damage + Spread1 to -tool.

Signature Cool Downs:
*Repulse: Passive.