A slash to the shoulder clanged off of the metal that protected it, a scratch appeared and the blunt force shifted the insides just enough that redundancies had to be deployed. In my shoulder wires and metal shifted, systems in place fixing their broken parts as replacements were deployed.
Another claw threatened to pierce my neck and immediately I dashed to the side, following the half filled calculations that my combat algorithms had told me to do.
As I retreated I pulled my rifle up and squeezed the trigger.
click
"Tch" I clicked my tongue. I was out of bullets.
"Shit!" I yelled not caring about my volume as again and again more and more slashes threatened to hit me, some even able to do some damage to me. However that was not for long as my vision changed.
The bright filled world disappeared, the light that filled my eyes being replaced by data. A raised claw forced its way into my vision but with a touch the data was assimilated and deleted. Instantly I knew, knew the make and everything about the claw that had threatened to touch me but the deletion of that data had the effect of deleting even that knowledge.
A cry echoed out breaking my thoughts, the creature that had placed its claw into my vision, dead, its existence erased.
It was lucky that that cry had broken me from my thoughts, it had given me enough warning to focus on my surroundings.
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A powerful headache boomed in my head, threatening to take my consciousness but I fought it with all my willpower.
More and more pieces of data filled my vision and again and again I destroyed them. However, that only served to strengthen the headache. I looked down at the rifle I held and looked deeper and deeper into the data that made it up.
Seconds passed by as my combat algorithms worked overtime to keep me out of fatal danger but that didn't mean that I was free of damage, wounds had started to appear, blood spurting out of my unprotected areas.
Though in the time that those wounds had appeared I was able to unravel the underlying data that made up my rifle. A smile appeared on my face as with a thought, a duplicate of the data appeared in my hand and then duplicated again and again appearing and attaching to my waist.
I blinked and immediately my vision returned, the headache born of the data that filled my vision disappearing with it.
In my hand was an exact copy of the magazine that was held in my rifle, more copies occupied my waist as they hung from belts.
A squeeze of the trigger and hundreds of Gauls died, their bodies creating a mountain of corpses.
I leaped up, my rifle in hand as I aimed once again, the magazine that had been emptied was thrown out of the rifle with a click of the button as with swift hands another was loaded in.
By the time that series of actions were made, I was already descending, my leap having reached its peak and gravity pulling me down.
However still I smiled as with another squeeze of my finger the Gauls that had gathered at my landing spot were shot dead.
I landed, corpses crunching under heel as they absorbed the impact of my feet.
Though before I had time to even move more and more Gaul rushed at me, their claws outstretched as they advanced.
Again I leaped, however this time it was different. They, the ones commanding the Gaul, seemed to predict my action and had taken appropriate measures.
"Guh" I cried out, a claw smashing into my back. I had only noticed it as it had impacted me, leaving me barely any room to minimize the damage that would be done to me. Still I tried, twisting my back so that the force would take just that second longer to reach me.
The force of the claw was enough to both break skin, leaving me bleeding, and push me towards even more Gauls.
I would no doubt die if I was to land there, however I had one more trick up my sleeve.
With deft fingers, I reached into my pockets where another grenade was held and quickly pulled the pin.
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I prepared to intervene, although I trusted in my apprentice there was still a chance that she may die against this many opponents.
Case in point the situation that she was in now.
A Gaul had outsmarted her, preparing an ambush for her tactics and veiling it with dead bodies.
A claw was sent to pierce her back and throw her towards the strongest of the bunch where she would then be clawed to death.
At first glance it seemed
To work, but not all plans go as they should. I smiled as I saw my apprentices plan.
Rhea had reached into her pocket and pulled out a grenade, pulling the pin and throwing it into the air.
That in itself wouldn't have done anything but the snap judgment to do that, to calculate the exact place it needed to be to force her to the ground from her free fall.
I mentally clapped for her, it was brilliant, especially with her capabilities right now. Not that she couldn't do it under no stress but right now that was all her, the combat algorithms that she had made wouldn't be able to handle those sorts of calculations.
The chip had enough processing power but it wasn't programmed for all these situations, that was what this and all future battles were for. To gather more and more data and refine her combat algorithm.
BANG
An explosion rang out, knocking Rhea down to the ground away from the Gauls.
In just a second she shook off the explosion and got up, her rifle pointed at the crowd that had gathered.
Precision shots were fired, and they fell one by one. Though I could tell how much of a toll this had put on her, not just the grenade she had tanked but the situation altogether.
'It's about time I took her out of there' I thought to myself, holding my own rifle up.
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