Duncan was still really hesitant with Hilda and practically jumped back when all of a sudden the door flew off just from her alone. “Woah! What the-did you do that?” Duncan asked aloud in confusion and utter shock. Then the infamous words “<i>Scenario Training Room compromised. Initiating security protocols,” </i>could be heard and Duncan looked at the intimidating robot before it released hell. Mala had saved Hilda before the beams can reach them and she also tried to warn Duncan but it was too late. He felt the first shot sting but the second pushed him backward and the third shoved him to the wall that ended up leaving a dent.<br/><br/>Duncan groaned as gravity finally gave a tug on him, making him fall face first to the ground. His hands were shaking but he slowly planted them on the ground and lifted himself up to his knees. He felt a few holes in his shirt that the robot had shot him at and when feeling the bruise that had formed, it stung. Very minimum bleeding occurred, as if it was a scrape on the blacktop, but that still didn’t mean he was pissed. Tired of this game show (Or what he thought it was) Duncan finally lost his usually cool and calm demeanor. “You want a show!?! I’ll give you a show!” and with pure anger the juggernaut of a man immediately got up and charged toward the robot and the hail of beams. He made sure to protect his face by blocking most of the beams with his forearms that had managed to hit him. They hurt like hell but he wasn’t going to die here, pain was temporary, death is forever.<br/><br/>After jumping over the ladies, so he didn’t accidentally step on them, he kept running toward the robot drawing it’s firepower toward him since he was the immediate threat. His forearms now bled as if he cut by tiny knives and he felt tears of pain sink to his cheeks but he came so far, he can’t go down now! After getting close enough Duncan tackled the robot as a lineman in a game of American Football would and he held the robot’s arms’ as to prevent any more blasting toward him and the people who he had just met. After tackling the robot, he mounted himself on top of it and pinned it down “Not so tough now huh?!” Duncan was a little surprised that he was able to hold down the robot and so he taunted it. But before he Could relish in victory he heard the mechanisms of the robot shifting as if it was adapting to Duncan. Then the machine managed to slowly sit up even with all of Duncan’s effort to keep it pinned and then stood, making Duncan fall to one knee and one foot with him groaning from the sudden opposition’s strength. He tried to fight the robot’s superior strength as it now towered over him by simply standing up. Then the mechanism of his undoing shoved the human’s exhausted left arm to the side in order to free it’s own metallic left arm. But before Duncan could bring his arm back to combat the beastly machine, it punched the left side of his face which swiftly brought Duncan down to the ground face first again, except this time unconscious.<br/><br/>The left side of Duncan’s face had a gash with blood along with his forearm wounds also dotting the floor crimson. The muscle man fell to the machine with his arms close to his head and his legs showing no sign of life. With his eyes closed and no further movement the robot deemed Duncan as no longer a threat and returned it’s attention back to the others. One down, four to go.