“What’s wrong?” I asked, taking a step back as well.
“This thing is still functional!!” Seven shouted.
A second later a huge metallic hand struck the place he was standing in. If he hadn’t been fast enough in dodging it he would have been laying flat in the crater that formed there.
The mechanic doll was rather slow, probably because of the lack of maintenance, but the force which it struck the floor with shouldn’t be taken lightly. A direct hit could cause severe damage. For humans, at least.
It’s dangerous, but nothing I can’t handle.
“Hey! Would you like me to take care of it? Or do you want to fight it on your own?” This might be a good chance to see what he’s capable of.
From what he said before, Seven seems to at least have some combat experience. He really liked that energy bl
