The moment I made my move, I managed to close the distance between us quickly enough to cut through Eris's arm once again. Before she could react, I followed up with a swift kick, sending the severed limb flying off the ship and straight into the water below.
"I don't think you're getting that back anytime soon," I told her with a smile.
Eris stared at me without changing her expression in the slightest. The fact that she didn't seem particularly worried about losing an entire arm was rather telling, and it made me wonder whether she had any emotions left at all. Most people would have panicked or at least shown some sign of distress after suffering such an injury, but she looked as though I had merely inconvenienced her by spilling a drink. Well, that arm was metallic, but...
Honestly, it was a little unsettling.
