The Manticore

The Manticore
Attributes
Season	19
Type	Submachine Gun
Slot	Energy
Ammo	Primary
Rarity	Exotic
Damage Type	Void
Foundry	VEIST
Description	Let fly my sting.
Statistics
Impact	15
Range	41
Stability	58
Handling	68
Reload Speed	30
Rounds Per Minute	900
Magazine	38
Zoom	15
Inventory Size	57
Aim Assistance	65
Airborne Effectiveness	30
Recoil	91
Bounce Intensity	9
Bounce Direction	Tends Left

Acquisition
	Season of the Seraph Season Pass Rewarded at seasonal rank 1 (Season Pass track) and rank 35 (free track).

The Manticore PvP Stats

The Manticore is a Exotic Submachine Gun.

Perks - Curated Roll

Intrinsic

• Soaring Fang - Dealing damage while grounded charges antigrav repulsors. Dealing damage while airborne extends antigrav repulsors.

Barrel

• Arrowhead Brake - Lightly vented barrel.
  • Greatly controls Recoil.
  • Increases Handling Speed.

Magazine

• Ricochet Rounds - Rounds ricochet off hard surfaces.
  • Increases Stability.
  • Slightly increases Range.

Trait 1

• Swooping Talons - Dealing damage while airborne increases this weapon's damage output.

Trait 2

• Fitted Stock - This stock makes the weapon stable but heavy.
  • Increases Stability.
  • Improves recoil direction.
  • Slightly decreases Handling Speed.

Catalyst

• Flying Monster - Final blows with this weapon while airborne grant damage resistance.

The Manticore Catalyst can be found by completing the quest Volantes Violentiam. Its upgrade is unlocked by defeating 700 enemies with The Manticore.

Lore

Let fly my sting.

Across the Ascendant Plane, in the theater of the mind, a Queen and a War God do battle. Within their arena, elocution becomes a spear, and conviction a shield.

YOU ARE SMALL-MINDED, stabs the War God. SHORTSIGHTED. YOU VALUE LIFE OVER VICTORY.

Her words are sharp, her thoughts malicious. The Queen parries and counters.

"You are single-minded," she thrusts back at her opponent. "Myopic. You are war, and nothing else."

A glancing blow. The War God retorts.

WAR IS ETERNAL. YOU ARE NOT. YOU WITHER AND DIE LIKE YOUR ARMIES. YOUR SUBJECTS.

The War God's spearhead finds purchase. The Queen is struck—but not felled. She adjusts her tactics and attempts once more to puncture her foe's armor.

"War is ever hungry," she answers. "You must fight forever, or it will consume you instead of your enemies. In truth, you are not war. Merely its avatar."

A deft maneuver. The War God is surprised and pleased. In response, she pivots to a new angle of attack.

YOUR BROTHER SHUNS YOU.

The Queen falters. It is an opening in her defenses she failed to cover adequately. Psychic blood seeps from a mental wound.

But she rallies.

"Your sister plotted against you," she lunges forward. "She freed herself from the bondage you still endure. And she did so at MY hand."

The Queen feels the spear pierce the War God's hide. Something akin to a gasp echoes throughout the Ascendant Plane as the War God takes a step back.

And then the War God laughs.

YOU ARE A WORTHY FOE, she says as she sheathes her spear. I LOOK FORWARD TO OUR NEXT BATTLE.

She departs the field. The Queen is alone, bleeding and spent.

The war has begun.

Images

Weapon Ornaments

• Scorpionflight

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