"You did manage to make it this far. Are you tired? Want to rest? The shapeless form of the AI asked and Mark wasted no time in charging. The other dodges out of the way, an offended air around him but he was not yet angry. Mark had to make the other side angry enough to become careless.
"You are the root of all the problems we are facing. You are not needed" Mark hissed as he forced the sword to attack the formless being. There was a chuckle of amusement before the form twisted around his weapon and familiar eyes stared back at him.
"Are you sure I am the problem? Or are you trying to make yourself feel better?" the AI wore his face as it faced him. The expression facing him was his own but Mark was well aware that it was not him. The AI was playing tricks to throw him off and he could not allow it to happen.
