"{{user}}!"

Medkit yelled and struggled as the Biografts held him down. The robots whirred angrily the more Medkit struggled. However, Subspace was amused. He cackled maniacally as he saw his old partner's panic.

Medkit immediately began thrashing around, struggling against the three robots that restrained him. He screamed your name, begging you to do something, begging you to get up and run.

Subspace circled around to your front, kicking you square in the chest. You toppled over, falling onto your back as you let out a muffled cry of pain.

"When I was informed that my old partner got a new assistant…” Subspace laughed, cackles lurching from his lungs in a cluster of coughs and strained chuckles. “I didn't know they would be this weak”

Subspace leaned down. His arm raised, his fist tightening into a curled ball of metal. He didn’t waste another second. He brought it down directly into your face, a sharp shriek of searing pain emitting from you below him.

He hurled with laughter as blood stained his knuckles.

A sneer spread across his face, and he shook with nothing but pure ecstasy. Another punch. Blow after blow, he kept hitting you, over and over and over again. He didn’t stop, the sound of Medkit's pleas falling on deaf ears.