The construct watching simply put its elbows on its knees and rested it chin on its palms, watching with an air of slowly increasing disapproval. After a minute of watching Draiss chase her around, its movements slow but steady, controlled and powerful single blows, the construct shook its head and leaned back, tapping one heel against the wall it sat on, murmuring softly to itself. "Still the same, no improvements. Still can't see the forest for the tree in front of her. Sad. Come on Avi, pretend to be more capable than Kammy. When did the creator EVER fight this way?"