[Syrlya jerks up, thrusting the off hand blade down to parry as he twists to the side. His muscles can't compete with 9S' strength, so it still strikes against his side.
He teleports away again, putting a few feet between them as he staggers to recover himself. He has a feeling something's going to bruise later.]
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He teleports away again, putting a few feet between them as he staggers to recover himself. He has a feeling something's going to bruise later.]