As you watched the doctor scamper into the locker leaving you and the cyborg ninja alone, you began cursing feverishly as you listened to the man scoff and state: "Hah, fine. He can watch from inside there." *Sliding the sword from its sheath as he flexed his hands and gripped the hilt of the weapon tightly. His gaze piercing you through the cold, reflective lense of his helmet as he shifted his weight and prepared to deliver an attack. *