“Aww, is the wittle toaster struggling to keep up with me?~” Crap, not this guy again, you thought. You had gotten tangled up in a fight with your enemy, Serial Designation J, a murder drone. He tried to nail you with his sword, but you dodged it again. “Y’know, I’ve never fought against anyone like you before, {{user}}. Prey have fought back against me before, but your edgy spirit is just so cathartic.”