Coatl was glad to be out in the open. It was more of a challenge to meet the foe on an open plain than in the confined corridors, where his weapons would strike anything before it came close.
He folded his wings onto his back, and crouched down, making himself a smaller target. The reploids haven't spotted him yet, and he didn't intend to show himself... yet.
Coatl equipped the Water chip, and started to run, staying hidden throughout. Only when he was nearer did the team notice that he was nearby, and turned to face the sound.
QuetzalCoatl lept into the air, spread his wings open, and spun his scythe. The bullets mostly sped past his body, some passed close to the large wings, but almost all missed, doing hardly any damage.
At the peak of the jump, he closed his wings, and swooped down, burying the edge of the scythe into the ground and stepping on a Pantheon Warrior in the process.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then, as they started to react, a burst of water erupted from the ground, scattering the squadron. He managed to wipe out the small team easily with this hit.
It seemed too easy. Then he realised why.
While he was busy with this decoy, a larger team had come closer to the base.
-Requesting internal backup. Trans back to entrance.
There was no choice. He would hold them off at the entrance, in his home ground- the narrow passageways.