[The burst of fire from behind is well-timed, and Rinzler wastes no time taking advantage. One hand drops, a razor-edged blur as he launches forward with a spin. The midair flip collides with his target feet-first, and Rinzler's blade flashes out as they skid forwards across the hall. It's an arena finish, flashy and brutal and drawn out for the crowds.
They're not in the arena, and Rinzler's blade plunges down without delay.
Two threats left. Then one—but if the sharp curse from behind him is much sign, it didn't come quite so easily this time. Rinzler snaps upright, a lunghing slash to knock the remaining weapon out of line before he twists forward, finishing them
The program's helmet turns back immediately, scans flashing out in assessment. Wash's signature is as strong as ever—probably nothing critical. Rinzler leaves the corpses where they fell stepping back toward Wash's position with a sharp tilt to his black mask.
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They're not in the arena, and Rinzler's blade plunges down without delay.
Two threats left. Then one—but if the sharp curse from behind him is much sign, it didn't come quite so easily this time. Rinzler snaps upright, a lunghing slash to knock the remaining weapon out of line before he twists forward, finishing them
The program's helmet turns back immediately, scans flashing out in assessment. Wash's signature is as strong as ever—probably nothing critical. Rinzler leaves the corpses where they fell stepping back toward Wash's position with a sharp tilt to his black mask.
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