D25 used her electricity powers to fight against more of those robots.
I was too busy kicking and throwing the rest of them, but we were outnumbered.
Sure, a bunch of those machines fell down after the two of us were kicking butts, but they then surrounded us and they were pointing their guns at us.
“Grab my hand if you want to live.” D25 quietly ordered me.
“Yeah, right. You’re going to pull something on me.”
She grabbed it once the trigger fingers from those robots started to itch.
“Just trust me.”
Then the shots were fired.