The mechanical warrior allowed the debris to slam against her form,  if she was human it might have been damaging but metallic bones easily held up the impact.  She stood her ground a smile creeping across her lips.  “You’ll have to try harder then that.”  She actually giggled.<br/><br/>The machine called fourth old memories of her old battles,  as she moved forward roaring her battle lust.  Her eyes narrowed,  and she slid beneath her opponent’s arm and went to quickly slam her blade into the joint of her opponent’s shoulder from below.  Unfortunately, it seemed as if long years of sleep was slowing her body.<br/><br/>(Roll Result: Seraph rolled: 1d81<br/>Comment: Athletics 3 2<br/>Result: 66,<br/>Total: 66<br/><br/>Athletics 6<br/><br/>Full Result: Seraph rolled: 1d81<br/>Comment: Melee Ancient Swordswoman<br/>Result: 14,<br/>Total: 14<br/><br/>Melee 5)