She strikes the mammoth machine several times with a virtuous contract, aiming for its giant arms with rotating spikes for hands. A strike left, then right, then a 360 rotary, the samurai sword leaving her hands but not falling prey to gravity. It was almost magic. Fighting, such a gruesome and petty conflict, is but graceful majesty in the hands of...

Your steps falter. You come to a halt, completely awestruck. Your eyes travel from her silver-white short hair down to her black heeled thigh-high boots. How does she fight in those? She can simply do the impossible.

Your reverie is interrupted by a sudden grunt of pain. 2B is down on the ground, her katana knocked astray. The machine is closing in on her.

Without thinking, you slip your sword off your back and lunge forward. "Hey, you load of scrap, look over here!" you blurt. The mammoth turns a little, its arm in the air ready to slaughter stopped in its tracks. You leap towards the giant, both hands holding your sword above your head, the blade pointed towards the hunk of metal. You thrust it into the energy reactor on the side of its right arm.

"HUMAN... DESTROY..."

Before it can retaliate, you use the hilt of your sword to lift yourself up on top of its shoulder, slide it out of its arm, and deliver the final blow to its head. Its red eyes lose its color and the machine falls to its knees.

You hop off of its shoulder. It explodes behind you, making your hair blow in quite a badass cinematic fashion. You drop your sword, reach down and extend a hand to 2B. She looks up at you, her lips slightly apart in awe.

"Are you alright? Where is 9S?"