[Syrlya is equally unused to fighting machines as lithe as 9S. He's quick, and although Syrlya steps back he's not quick enough on his feet to step out of the way before 9S tackles him, the magic fizzling out with failure to produce a second phantasm.
He lets out a pained cry as his head smacks against the ground, momentarily cross-eyed. But then he tips his head back, staring ahead at the space behind them--and teleports.
He's back on his feet, slightly unsteady, about ten feet away now. The existing phantasm makes its leap towards 9S again, while Syrlya adjusts his grip and stance with his off hand blade again.
9S is the stronger of the two by a long shot, but his real test is going to be catching Syrlya.]
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He lets out a pained cry as his head smacks against the ground, momentarily cross-eyed. But then he tips his head back, staring ahead at the space behind them--and teleports.
He's back on his feet, slightly unsteady, about ten feet away now. The existing phantasm makes its leap towards 9S again, while Syrlya adjusts his grip and stance with his off hand blade again.
9S is the stronger of the two by a long shot, but his real test is going to be catching Syrlya.]