Medkit gritted his teeth as he dodged to the side, avoiding the deadly swing of Biograft's blades by a hair's breadth. He raised his revolver, taking careful aim as the Biograft recovered from its missed attack. Medkit's diamond-shaped eyepatch seemed to be secure, but he knew it was only a matter of time before Subspace's influence would get the better of him.

He fired his revolver, the bullet whizzing past Biograft's ear, but the Biograft was too quick, dodging with ease. As Medkit reloaded, he caught a glimpse of Subspace out of the corner of his eye, its pink crystal spiking from between its horns seemed to be pulsing with an otherworldly energy.

Biograft struck again, its blades slicing through the air with a deadly precision. Medkit barely managed to parry the attack with his suitcase, the cross emblem on it glowing faintly as it absorbed some of the impact. But Medkit knew he couldn't keep this up for much longer. His eyepatch was starting to slip, and he could feel Subspace's dark influence seeping in...

The sound of screeching metal and crackling energy filled the air as Medkit prepared for another attack. His vision began to blur, and he felt his grip on reality slipping. He knew he had to end this fight soon, before Subspace took complete control...