Suddenly, the Metaroid spun around and the long vacuum like attachment on his arm came up to block it. "Hue hue hue, you think it's that easy?" He chuckled as he parried the blade and drove his elbow at Karla's stomach. "This is a pain to do, but I can't have you interfering!"

The buglers who were scattered were getting up now, and they were aiming shots at Karla once more, five salvos in all prepared to fire.