Erhart is unrelentingly, trying to force her back with attack after attack, forcing a certain rhythm with his wall of blades. At a certain point, his swing slackens, as though he's tired, and then he unleashes a brutal sidekick with his right leg, which happens to be cybernetic. He's trying to kick her right into one of the many smouldering vats which occupy this factory. He hasn't said a word thus far, only his rebreather, the hiss and crackle of his blade, and the low hum of his powered armor narrating things for him.
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