The mechanical man turned his eyes towards Asher. He began walking forward with calm steps as the echoes of the battlefield in the distance reached their ears. The mechanical man extended a hand, and a Lightsaber hummed to life in his grasp, powered by his suit once again.
Arriving at a particular distance, the man lowered himself into a stance, then vanished as his body turned into a phantom, the earth beneath his feet blasting backwards from the force of his movement.
He arrived with a thrust aimed straight at Asher's chest, his move merciless and vicious.
Asher's perception slowed time for him yet again as he read the flow of the attack. From the way the air and sound barrier had collapsed, he could tell that if he met this attack head-on with his current power, his hand would break, as this mechanical man had become stronger and faster for no apparent reason.
