She dodged to her right, but this time was ready for his almost precognitive attacks, catching the bullets at an angle on the flat of her own blade and deflecting them past herself, anticipating his anticipation, as it were. This move also took her out of the path of the sword, and when it flew by her left shoulder her eyes widened in momentary surprise. A telekinetic robot? Who the hell builds a telekinetic robot?

On instinct, her left hand released her own sword and grabbed hold of the grip on the flying one. This would mean that if he still had a telekinetic hold on it and was pulling it forward, she would be pulled along with it straight at him, and if he didn't have a hold of it any longer she would have deprived him of a weapon. Either way worked for her. Personally, she was hoping for the former, so she could use the momentum to drive her own blade straight through his chest.