[h1][color=ed1c24][center]Guess Who | The Casual Interest Checks[/center][/color][/h1]

With one hand gripped around the hilt of his sword and crouching slightly to not give away his position to possible enemies, Guess Who walked cautiously through the empty street. Well, it wasn't exactly empty. There were plenty empty husks of destroyed K-Bots, varying from H-Variant to M-Variant with a few F-Bots scurrying around too. They weren't worth the effort or the risk of giving away his position though so he planned on leaving them be. That was the plan anyway, doesn't mean it always works out that way. An idiotic F-Bot somehow found itself standing exactly where Guess was placing his foot, causing it to let out a high pitched screech. A disappointed sigh left the warrior's lips before stating, "Well shi-"

[b][i]Crash![/i][/b]

Suddenly three Normal Variant K-Bots appeared in front of Guess Who's path, only after completely decimating a couple buildings to get to him. Unsheathing his bastard sword, Guess Who looked at the closest of the hostiles before jumping into the air. Not only was his armor as durable as steel, but it actually slightly increased things like his strength and speed, allowing him to pull maneuvers like the one he was about to do. He really needed to thank The Irish Tree again next time he saw him. Landing on top of the bot's head, he stabbed the sword downward in between the head and the rest of the body creating a sickening sound of grinding metal.

Seeing their comrade in trouble did not seem to deter the mindless machines as they charged forward with limbs raised, ready to crush Guess in one fell swoop. Unfortunately for them, they weren't prepared for the other tools in their target's arsenal. With his left hand still on his sword, his right reached for his holstered handgun and fired a barrage of bullets at both of their faces, destroying their visual receptors. With the bots now blind, Guess Who pulled his sword out and jumped off his first attacker and causing the three to collide with each other. The young man looked at the aftermath of the fight, giving a simple, satisfied nod before turning back to the bridge that lay only a few blocks away. It was time for him to enter the real fighting and he'd be sure that these things would learn just how bad of an idea it was to attack a man's home.