Robot guards

Just as Kim dropped into her fighting stance, large metal doors opened on either side of the large room. Rushing through were a half dozen robots the size of large refrigerators, each on a tripod of legs connected to a circular base, with tall torsos that could rotate on the base, four long mechanical arms patruding in each direction witch various hand types, and finally circular domes as heads that could see in 360 degrees.

“Dammit!” Kim though, as she started her acrobatic flips to avoid the extending arms. Normally in this situation she would try to get the robots to accidentally harm each other as she twirled and flipped between them... but that wasn’t working. They seemed to actually be working in unison, slowly getting closer and closer to grabbing her with each arm thrust.

One of the arms managed to grab ahold of her cargo pants, but Kim was able to get free as it ripped away. This happened again and again as Kim dodged looking for any weaknesses, until she wore nothing more than tattered rags. Feeling ****, she flipped and landed perfectly ontop of one of the robots, hoping to either dislodge its head or cause it to attack itself. To her suprise, the robot electrified itself, flinging the teen painfully off of it into a corner, where she was quickly surrounded.