In the grand melee that unfolds between Duncan, Davir and the Junkbot, the enemy manages to sidestep the wild slashes from Davir's solarian blade before delivering a strike to Duncan's rib. A momentary lapse in attention however allows Duncan to take the construct out at the legs and, even as the bot is falling to the ground, bring his hammer down onto its upper chest with a resounding crunch. The hoses connected snap under the strain as fuel leaks out onto the street, some pooling in the crater left in its chest. Shock is etched on the junkbot's face, which soon freezes as functionality soon ceases.
The Goblins see that this smash and grab is turning into more trouble than its worth, but the thought of another night of synth-grule keeps them in the fight. Akari's sudden reversal forces one of the Goblins off the rig just as he was cutting the fastening, but the other one proves more deft; one quick strike from its dogslicer and he has a crate in hand, which he then slides behind the seat of his cycle.
A few shots from Jin and Whiskey punish the initial thief for his stick fingers, and as Raenala closes the distance between them he furiously unholsters his pistol and pops off a round at the Drow. Unfortunately this succeeds in only grazing her mid-riff, but nevertheless a toothy, elative grin spread across the creature's face.