One might call it an advantage or not, but little did Cee know of the intent of the Synthetic monster. Prepared, distanced, having things in play, the clones, and some sort of synthetic magic Ultron couldn’t completely understand…well, if the robot could, it would be squinting at this moment. Jet boots, both completely working and completely not sputtered and lowered the Synthetics frame down to the ground. Hands clenched into fists, gravity beam still actually on and ready to be used…suddenly turned off, of all things Ultron turned its back to the Android. Her very make disgusted the Synthetic, as most Androids did, because he partially knew what it possibly meant, but that was a story for another time. Maquina was welcome to attack with Ultrons back to her, but a brief glance would show the robots disposition as it just began to walk.

“[i]I concede[/i].”

The metallic voice would be heard as the robot was intent on pacing forward to wherever until it could not be seen anymore. The platform was Beyond not ready for what it was currently facing. Had the arms been pulled with it, that might’ve change, but even so, a swift zoomed in look revealed the repairs Maquinas abilities were doing. Ultron had nothing to counter this, not with the current model of platform he had used, honestly a NEUTERED one at that, for this attempted engagement in group based combat…but perhaps another day.

The Day was Cees…For now, or perhaps half a second. Thoughts were taken into mind, and a slight backup program was installed in this platform, just in case. Click.