Not sparing strength, he propelled forward like a missile. The edge of Devil's Tongue blurred as Michael swung the weapon full force.
Unfazed, the robot woman met him in kind. Her smile widened to an unnatural level, her arms turning into sharp blades fully intent on meeting his attack.
Boom!
A wind picked up from the force of the strike. The woman robot slid backwards a couple of centimeters from the sheer force, yet she remained whole, successfully blocking Michael's slash.
[A human dares challenge me?]
She mused, reverting her left arm into a fist as she struck, intending to play with Michael.
He, of course, was able to perfectly see the trajectory arc of her strike thanks to Parallel Sight. However, because he wasn't simply fighting but testing something, he didn't dodge.
Raising his hand, he caught the full force of her attack. His muscles bulged in exertion, yet he managed to stop her fist in place.
'Interesting…' His eyes narrowed, going all out.
