Sophia smirked beneath the armor, steam jetting from the vents on her legs, the pressure releasing as she charged at Abigail once again. She hardly ever actually got a kill with her cannon; the explosion was solid, but the ball was too small for anything but a direct hit to really finish off anyone. It was for what she has just accomplished; knocking her enemies off-balance for the finishing blows.

[color=sienna]"You know, insulting me over and over again is just gonna make me feel better about caving your skull in. Or maybe I'll go for the ribs, see how you like bone fragments in your lungs. Your sword isn't getting through my armor, and I don't plan on sitting still and seeing what else your little Devil Fruit might be capable of besides lame little sparks!"[/color]

She didn't take long to close the distance, and she was almost in striking range of Abigail again, only this time with a weapon. Between the wrist cannon and her ability to catch up so quickly, playing keep-away with Sophia's Aesir Armor wasn't going to be easy. Staying close was also dangerous because of the immediate power of the strikes. The suit was too durable for the sword, and the Dendo-Dendo no Mi didn't have any obvious effect on it.

Regardless of immaturity, especially for a marine, it seemed as though Sophia had every right to be arrogant.