Liam's blades, coated in lightning, met the cyborg's armored limbs. A shockwave shot through the air.
Then From the vents on its chest, it fired a spray of venomous substance. Liam twisted away, the droplets of venom sizzling where they landed, eating away at the solid ground.
He flipped backward, narrowly avoiding a swipe that followed, the blade slicing the air where he had just been.
Swiftly, Liam closed the distance between himself and the cyborg once more. Narrowing his focus onto the chinks in the armor—the critical gaps and joints
With calculated strikes, he slashed at these vulnerabilities. Each hit sent a shockwave of energy coursing through its mechanical frame.
The scent of burning circuitry began to permeate the air as the armor smoked and fizzled under the relentless attack.
The once-fluid motions of the cyborg became erratic and disjointed.
