In the tranquil, moonlit confines of Pama Alley, a fierce confrontation unfolded as Vanguard squared off against a sleek, menacing black robot.
The metallic glint from their frames illuminated their powerful forms, casting eerie shadows across the cobblestone pavement.
"If you think you can intimidate me with your flashy robots... You're more ignorant than I imagined," the bandit leader sneered, his confidence regained.
Looking at his black robot, he believed that a rookie like Pablo wouldn't be able to defeat him, let alone escape.
"Boy, I believe this is what you depend on, believing that you can escape from my clutches... Haha. After I destroy your robot..."
"Attack!" Pablo, tired of the chatter, ordered Vanguard to attack directly.
Vanguard moved with awe-inspiring precision and fearsomeness.
Its metallic fists struck like thunderbolts, each blow a calculated assault on the black robot's defenses.
