Futuristic A New Age.

[Sitahra]

Both him and his weapon weren't in their best shape, still, his style isn't minding these fatal information, nor did he take a moment to inspect his foe. No, if he doesn't need time to think, his opponent won't have time to predict his move. Thought so, Hikaemena charged forward, his bent sword raised high again.

 

[Axeykins]

He couldn't help but laugh. "Boy, you're a predicable one aren't you?" Gears whirred in his arms again as he braced for the impact. Preparing to act like solid stone when he hit. His eyes were trained carefully for any sudden changes in movement. Better to be safe than sorry with such an impulsive attacker.