The next ten minutes were a blur of desperate, citrus-colored terror. Yuzu couldn’t slide through one-tile gaps—she was too round. She couldn’t destroy the central power cores—she had no beams. All she had was speed and a surprisingly tough shell.
The sonar ping bounced off her metallic rind and ricocheted down a side tunnel. The E.M.M.I. hesitated. Its head snapped toward the false signal. The X-parasite, sensing the distraction, split into three smaller copies and scattered into the wall vents. yuzu metroid dread
The E.M.M.I.’s optical sensors overloaded. Its targeting systems scrambled. The needle struck Yuzu’s shell at an odd angle, glanced off, and embedded itself into the magma-chamber’s control panel. The next ten minutes were a blur of
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The E.M.M.I. let out a grinding shriek of frustration. It turned its gaze back to the grate. Directly at Yuzu.