Lights? Off. Training robot outfitted with state of the art...

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Lights? Off. Training robot outfitted with state of the art weapons? ON. The quiet whirring of the machine as it powered up hurt Phoenix’s ears a bit, but he wasn’t about to back down from a challenge.
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There were quite a few to choose from, but he’d chosen the most deadly looking. Fucker could probably kill him if it tried hard enough…
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Good. Just the way he liked it. Dropping onto all fours; lunging forward. Knives lash out, aiming right for his face; twisting out of the way milliseconds before they make contact.
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Claws strike hard, denting the durable metal—getting stuck for a moment before he rips them out. A wince.
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No time to think—another metal arm brings itself down onto his back, but he doesn’t let out so much as a yelp. Twisting around the robot, running it in circles; an amused grin as the stupid AI can’t keep up. The whirring grows louder, dulling his senses…
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tw // injury

An angry bark as he lunges again, tackling it straight over. Knives clatter on the tile, others slashing into his arms and chest, though most only hit fur and cloth. Fangs snap around one of the robotic arms, biting down as hard as he can.
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tw // blood , injury

All frustration, no room for anything else. 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚. Watching his blood splash was also a thrill, though he knew he should probably clean it up… oh well.
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Jumping off the robot, letting it jump back into the position it was supposed to be in. Not looking too worse for wear…
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𝙏𝙤𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡.
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