Challenge: 'On a forsaken universe, a cyborg and a blacksmith battle a horde of ninjas intent on stealing the souls of the innocent.'
Yulgane shifted to high gear as the ninja started swinging, as slowly the metallic razor star arced slowly overhead, as his steel legs locked into position. Carefully calibrating his power, he soon sprang into action as the ninja stood confused at this act before unleashing its latest jutsu.
"You may be wise, as Illix of the Slashers had taught, but can you spar?" taunted the masked ninja.
"Blacki, my name's Blacki Atyra," answered the female blacksmith, her sooty lashes curling over abashed eyes and a pert grin, "And may I know the name of my noble 'suitor'?"
"Yulgane, just Yulgane Alfron. I'm one of the few CS50 models left over from the time of giant robots. I've just arrived brand spanking new from the past, being commissioned by royalty from that era. You don't need to know the specific details exactly, beau..." the cyborg replied amidst the girl's