As the robot's footheel was about to connect with Vega's forehead, Anthony vanished in a sudden flash. His figure reappeared instantly before Vega and the robot.
His right hand shot out, catching the incoming strike, while his left hand snapped forward, elbow collapsing sharply into the robot's abdominal plating.
With a resounding boom, inertia took hold as the robot was hurled backward with incredible speed, ricocheting from one tree to another before finally stabilizing in the air with uncanny grace.
Beep.
"Unknown entity identified. Awaiting orders," the robot stated, hovering midair, still as stone as it awaited Vega's next command.
"Thank you, Ant," Vega said with a sigh as she adjusted her stance and rose to a standing position.
"No problem. But wasn't that robot taught any manners? How could it aim for a lady's face?" Anthony responded with a light-hearted tone as his gaze narrowed toward the robot.
