"It's over," Lila judged in advance, as she could see everything clearly.
The backyard was spacious enough, and the guests had stepped back in advance, hoping to give A100 a bit more space to maneuver, but it had reached its limit. The wounds on its back started to catch fire, and engine oil dripped down. The crowd was filled with mixed emotions; they wanted to see it continue fighting but also wished for an end to its suffering.
The scales of victory tilted toward Nemesis Armament, who attacked A100 with increased frequency, the blades stabbing repeatedly and finally catching up with its rhythm.
Two clangs resonated, making one's heartstrings tense.
A100 was skewered through both sides by Nemesis Armament, lifted high into the air.
"Look..."
"It's over!"
"That's it?"
The onlookers exclaimed in surprise, as the sound of Nemesis Armament became even more grating, as if it were declaring its victory. It violently smashed A100 to the ground, ensuring its utter defeat.