How had I ever been attracted to her?
I studied my opponents, as they began to close in slowly. They no doubt had orders to make it last or they'd already be on me ripping my limbs off with their powerful artificial arms. The tips of their fingers lengthened out into serrated talons. With continuous firing I might be able to sufficiently penetrate the body armor they wore, but I'd only succeed with one of them, which left the other two free to slash me apart at will.
No emotion crossed what little I could see of their faces. It would seem that they were the perfect soldiers, strength combined with the loss of the ability to care about anything. Their wetsuit like armor clearly revealed that two of them were male and one was female, not that it mattered.
I reached back and pulled my latest sword creation free from its harness on my back. I had experience with talon wielding opponents before, but never three at one time. It would be a new experience.
I attacked, my sword clanged off one's arm, only serving to push the individual back somewhat. I ducked under the swipe at my head by another and swung hard the edge of my sword slicing through the tough body armor causing blood to spurt.
My strike, while it had scored blood, seemed to have had no effect at all and it was all I could do to avoid mortal injury. Their taloned hands sliced away at my flak vest and bear arms unmercifully. I was making them bleed, but I wasn't winning the fight.
I dove past one and came up behind it and swung a quick reflexive swing at it off my back foot. My sword was becoming blunt from connecting with the indestructible alloy that their arms and legs seemed to be made of, but blunt as it now was the sheer momentum of my strike drove it through something on the back of the neck of the figure I had dodged around. The soldier abruptly collapsed to all fours in disorientation.
Yes! I had no time to crow over my victory though. A taloned grasp closed down over my shoulder with all fingers penetrating in a grip of agony and I was abruptly thrown, somersaulting through the air. I slammed into something and it was all I could do to stave off unconsciousness.
I blinked my eyes open to find myself laying against a wall at the other side of the room. I wasn't good. My eyes met the figure still on all fours that was looking at me, then I glanced up to the two approaching soldiers. I really couldn't even will myself to move in order to get away.