A Methodical Machine

— A few minutes ago —

Helga stood tall, her hair dancing in the frigid wind as she and Gwen gazed at each other with no more words spoken between them.

"So, are you stepping off or do I have to make you?" said Gwen one last time and receiving no reply from Helga, she sighed dramatically. "I'd hate to beat up a former friend… but you gotta do what you gotta do, right?"

Helga smiled and said nothing again as Gwen's eyes became sharp for a moment before she pounced at Helga, mercilessly swinging an Energy Whip she had taken out.

*Wha-Pah!*

The whip slashed through the air and left a sound as it slapped nothing. Helga had dodged that attack, doing a backflip and then turning and running around, dodging a few more whip lashes as she got closer.

But she was not idle though. She was busy shooting at Gwen and Gwen too had to either do some acrobatics to dodge or block the shots.