A loud metallic thud echoed throughout the training room, as the droid reeled back from the impact of the kick, stumbling to regain it's footing. "[i]Nice kick, but now you're just pissing me off...[/i]". The droid brought it's guard stance back up. and ran towards Nafi, fist clenched for another uppercut. This time though, Nafi smiled. The problem with sparring bots is that they are too predictable, and she knew how to use this to her advantage. As the machine swung up, she leaned back sharply, avoiding the blow effortlessly, and continued to follow the movement, bending her back 180 degrees and placing her hands on the floor. She flipped backwards, and landed a little further from the droid, back up against the tight rope on the edge of the ring, as the machine tried to get it's bearings. Now was the time to finish it off.

Nafi jumped up onto the rope, balancing on it as the machine approached for another attack, and she leaped over it once more, landing gingerly behind it and wrapping her hands around it's waist, Caught by surprise, the droid flailed uselessly, as she lifted it with all her strength, bending over backwards and slamming it's head into the ground with a large crash in a spectacular German Suplex that left it sprawled on the ground, twitching but not out of the fight yet. Nafi quickly went into a handstand and pushed herself up into the air, while the machine got to it's hands and knees to get back up. She twisted upright during the leap, and brought her knee down on it's neck, slamming it back into the ground, and with a loud metallic crunch, it's head rocketed of it's body, narrowly missing Mylik as it flew off out of the ring, and rolled along the ground.

"[i]Simulation over. Result: Nafi is victorious, via technical knockout. Injury lethality: One hundred percent.[/i]" Nafi breathed heavily, slightly worn, and got to her feet. She placed her hands on her hips, and humphed in amusement. "Well, that was disappointing..." Turning away from the scrap on the ground, she saw Rane had been watching her, and could hear what sounded like a faint whispering, though Nafi failed to notice anyone else in the room. Speaking in a joking tone, Nafi addressed Rane. "Oh hey, lizard man. Rane, isn't it? Heard you were quite the fighter, back in your day. Guess you're too old for the ring now, eh?" She could still hear the other quiet voice, and looked around, confused. "By the way, do you hear someone whispering? I think I'm going crazy..."