Zeta was... unimpressed. These meatbags had such a penchant for grandiose glaims and absurd flourishes of pride. It was all a lot of nonsense, as they were incredibly fragile beings who had forsaken their usefulness the moment they created a mechanical alternative to themselves - namely, her.<br/><br/>Bruce Lee would be proud (7: 3 roll, 4 Melee)<br/><br/>With the fluidity of a Calamari ballet, Zeta dodged aside, taking Choam's stabbing arm and flipping him easily, slamming him down to the deck. Her foot came down on him with absolute swiftness, intending to crush his meatbag head.<br/><br/>CURB STOMP OHHH (5: 1 roll, 4 melee)