Devon attacked Arnold a hundred times. A hundred times the former was sent flying back. Arnold was enjoying himself as if he was playing tennis with the titanium walls. Devon's mech suit was thrashed beyond limits. It couldn't even protect him anymore, still, he was persistently throwing punches and swinging blades at Arnold.
It had already been a minute since Devon activated his plan. He just needed to stall for a few more minutes before all hell would break loose in the swamps. But with the condition of his mech, he doubted he'll be able to hold out for that long.
Thinking so, Devon threw another punch at Arnold. As much as Arnold was having fun, it was time to stop this one-sided beat down. So, he carefully planned his next strike to destroy the mech, while minimising the damage to Devon. Power slowly gathered to his right arm and then concentrated on his fist. With a large portion of his strength concentrated in his fist, he threw a punch at the charging mech.