There it is! You twist the end of the smooth pole, making the artificial opponent lose its grip and lean forward, and then quickly spin the pole around your back for a riposte.

*WOOSH-SWICK!*

Cruelly slashing the foe's face open with a tip of your staff, cracking against the skull and pulling the skin apart, breaking the face with a satisfying spray of fake blood. Concussed and blinded, you do not fear this enemy any further.

The larger robot, simulating an enraged female Leeray, charges towards you with a swiping claw. You feel the rush of the wind from the robot's hand, obviously clawless, as you bounce away with your pole, spinning it around your back as you ready for your tangle with the second of the smaller combatants.