The drones do their best to resist, they really do, but slowly, surely, they start getting dragged towards the middle of the factory floor.

They keep pushing against it, though, turning about to try spraying bullets in every direction they can, letting a series of furious beeps.


While the man is staggering backwards, Yamato snaps the bat over his knee, dropping the pieces on the floor.

He still can't see clearly, not really, but he can see the rough shape of that swing, and he ducks in under it, ramming his elbow towards the man's jaw, before following up with a hard swings at his ribs -- right, left, right, again and again.