[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjk2LjA4YTExZi5WbWx1WkdGdWFTQmFZVzFoYmcsLC4wAAAA/ananda-neptouch-2.regular.png[/img][/center][hr] The green-eyed woman stared curiously at the darling of North Korea as she aimed a jump kick at her opponent, the American with the fascination with dinosaurs, and sailed right over her head, using the momentum of her enemy's attack. An unusual move, but based on her opponent's reaction, an effective one. Yes, this will have to be recorded. The fight between Yeong-Suk and Brooke was exciting enough that no one really payed much attention to the perfectly average woman sitting quietly near the back, her acid green eyes staring intently at the two of them locked in epic combat. Acknowledging the impressive jump kick, the woman pulled from her sleeve something resembling a round chunk of obsidian that fit in the palm of her hand. Her fingers twitched instinctively as two crystals started to grow from the rock, bending and shaping themselves into two humanoid figures, standing in fighting poses. the woman's eyes flashed once, and the two figures performed the move that she saw the North Korean perform on her opponent. Satisfied, the mysterious woman waited for the crystals to be absorbed back into the stone and replaced it within her robes. She doubted that she would be in a situation where she had to move against this little patriot, but as the Keepers said, a little insurance never- Someone nearby screamed. The green-eyed woman wondered if she missed something happening in the fight when she recorded the move before realizing that everyone was turning around. She got a glimpse of something gray and metallic barging into the stadium before gunfire joined the sounds of panicked shouting. Robots, the green-eyed woman realized with a scowl. The handiwork of inept primates, barging their way into the arena. This was not according to the plan. Deeply irritated at the interruption, she waited for a panicked crowd to flee in her direction before crouching down in their midst and vanishing, appearing to have been swept off with the mob. This tournament was over, she reasoned, and with no winner the prize was going to vanish from her sight if she didn't act. And luckily for her, the cash prize would certainly draw some hapless nomads and lead her right it. There was a clanking echo of metal as one of the machines nearly barged into her invisible self, only for her to step gracefully to the side, leaving one foot extended to trip it up. Her invisibility wore off as the robot tumbled head over heels down the stadium seats, banging like a gong on every step before landing in a heap next to the arena. The woman looked around her as the artificial eyes trained themselves on their latest victim, half of them charging forward with blades extending from their arms, while the other half lumbered forward with their guns, backed up by a larger machine standing head and shoulders above the others, its eyes a vicious glowing red. Vindani's eyes flashed green as the machines lumbered forward. Standing their casually with her arms behind her back, the woman quietly observed them as they charged in, dodging a wild swing from the first to reach her. It lost its balance slightly. The momentum threw it off. The blades are heavy, not balanced for their bodies. Another swung forward, missing by inches. The woman saw the metal skin up close as the blade passed by. Cheap steel, better for mass production, but lacking flexibility. Scraping of metal as it turned, sparking wires. Joints are weak, unprotected. They're armed with standard weapons. Human weapons. Easily disabled. Cannon fodder. Common soldiers. Easily destroyed. Easily broken. Easily sundered with the perfect...precise...strike... ... There. Right there. Time to deconstruct. [color=39b54a]"Pathetic worms. I will tear you all to pieces!"[/color] Vindani erupted into her true form just as she dodged another attack from the robots. The vipers leapt from beneath her robes and tore through the unprotected leg joints, throwing the machine to the ground as a glowing green cobra sliced through its neck. The Naga left no room for retaliation as she danced from robot to robot, her serpents ripping through the arms and legs of the machines as they helplessly tried to fight back. The other robots fired back, but only hit their friends as Vindani's serpents pulled and twisted the machines back and forth, shielding her from harm. It wasn't long before the robots who had charged her were lying on the ground, helplessly writhing back and forth. The Naga gave a sharp, hissing laugh and charged at the remaining machines. Confident from such and easy shot, the robots saw their bullets fly through a smokey mirage before the Naga appeared behind them. And the game began again. Serpents ripped through their joints as Vindani writhed in the midst of the carnage, bullets piercing through metal as the cobras pulled them back and forth, tearing them apart like dry leaves. With a crack of her tail, Vindani sent the last of the machines into a wall, watching pompously as it scrambled to get up again, only to collapse as the acid from her serpents dissolved its legs from the inside out. Smiling, she turned to the last machine, towering over her like the colossus. Did they feel fear, Vindani wondered? If they did, she was certain this soulless automaton would have felt it now. The cobra in her sleeve reared up to strike, waiting for the right moment... It was provided. The machine lumbered forward with one heavy swing, and it was over. Vindani sidestepped easily, and with a flick of the wrist the serpent leapt out and plunged into the robot's exposed arm and vanished underneath the armored plating. Chuckling to herself, the Naga watched as the machine jerked back and forth, a pool of dark fluids collecting underneath the machine's feet as the ki cobra tore through the vulnerable innards of the great metal monster. Finally there came an acidic hiss as the cobra burst from the machine's neck in a shower of sparks, popping off the head like a cork in a wine bottle. Vindani somberly held out her arm as the ki serpent crawled down the chest of the machine and onto the arm of its master as she extended one finger with the same hand and gently pushed on the robot's chest. Thus with a sound of strained metal, the once formidable robot keeled over, hitting the ground with a thunderous echo that shook the ground. Vindani paused to admire her handiwork, but only for the briefest of moments. She still had work to do.