Hell no, Fight it!

This thing is half my normal size, and if its basic attack can't scratch my heavy armor, I have nothing to fear... Well, assuming it hasn't been holding back some new time nonsense. Once again, it charges forward, and with the previous rounds I know it plans to feint again, before attacking my side. I could probably counter whatever follow up it tries, but It'd be stupid to just follow the same script until it gets lucky. This time, as it closes the distance, I turn in anticipation, by the time its flanked my side, I've turned to face it fully, my arm pulled back with a mantis punch primed. I see a flash of shock in its golden eyes before I make contact. The mechanism goes off, and my fist slams into its body. It uses a forward jump to dodge away, but it's too close. Too slow. Too late. I clip it with the edge of my heavy fist, but it's enough. A feel one, two, three ribs shatter. Better than a hole through its body, but this fight is over. It lands against a tree and watches me with a look of shock and terror. I didn't think to scan its memories but I can tell what it's thinking. 'How did he know what I was going to do...' I guess it's not used to foes keeping their memories between loops... Mom's training continues to pay off.

In my moment of gratitude, I miss that it's activating its powers again. I have GOT to stop letting myself get distracted by monologuing. Every time I get the upperhand it seems, I start getting in my own head, when I should really be focusing on finishing the fi-

This is going nowhere! Maybe someone else would have a better idea...? As I dash to its limp body, it grimaces and its eyes flash a brilliant