Right inside the ring, Purple Thunder continued on its rampage. Every punch sent a spark from the ugly robot and deep dents appeared at every corner of the bots.
Watching the fight, Pablo had a solemn look on his face. He tightly held the controller and continued to defend vehemently.
He knew, if he had an opening and let the opponent take the chance, it would place them in a difficult position and the probability of them winning the match would come closer to zero.
Thus, this was the moment he couldn't let a mistake occur.
"Hands up! Hands up!" He shouted.
'Its energy is depleting at a rapid rate….. If this continues…it will be only a matter of time before I lose.'
Various thoughts run through Pablo's head. He needed a way to counterattack Purple Thunder's aggressive punches and sturdy defense. Alas, the ugly robot was just too weak to give him many options.
"Get out of the corner…" Pablo commanded.
Bang!