"You… Are good!" Just as I imagined he would scream in rage or pain, he slowly said these words to me.
He acted like a wounded beast, someone who wasn't on the verge of getting defeated but getting his revenge.
Damn! That bastard's spirit was made out of what? Steel?
*Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*
Just like large pieces of metal fell over each other, that dude's suit started to issue such sounds. Yet his suit wasn't falling apart, instead it looked like it was getting amending itself.
Few pieces fell over the ground, yet the most started to reform. This was amazing! That suit… it felt like it was alive, having its own soul, could even more like it had limbs and living cells.
The size of this suit got smaller compared to its initial size. The end shape didn't differ that much, and it didn't take much longer than a few span of breaths to end such transformation.
