Another tenticle tore through the nearest building like a hot knife through butter. A blue streak had managed to make tons of dents going up along the tenticle before slamming across the cockpit to make the machine stumble back.
The fox landed and serveyed the scene a bit. "Sonic! He's obviously trying to get you out of the way. Whatver he wants, it's not you or anything resident to the city!" Tails shouted.
(I might not be able to update if I don't have internet connection when I go to Miami tommorow btw
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