"Well if you insist on not holding back. . . " Genesis replied, moving his Rapier to a striking stance, then to something odd. He angled the hilt against his leg, then leapt into the air, spinning at a moderate speed. The repeated slashes across the Infantryman's chest caused him to burst in a stream of binary code as Genesis landed in front of where his corpse would be.
"Alther, I believe it's time for you to finish yours?"