"Infinite durability doesn't exist when the physics engine is turned off, you stupid calculator!" Sebastian roared back, saliva and blood flying from his lips.
*CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!*
His left hook slammed into the orange visor slit. His right cross followed immediately after, striking the heavy cheekplate. The sheer kinetic repetition was terrifying. Sebastian was operating on pure, absolute spite. He was pissed off that the system had locked Valerie in a coma. He was pissed off about the reality anchor. He was pissed off that his coat was ruined.
Every punch carried the weight of his anger.
By the tenth punch, the thick, indestructible iron dome began to dent.
By the twentieth punch, Sebastian's black leather gloves were completely shredded. His knuckles split wide open. Bright red human blood splattered across the dark metal of the helmet, sizzling as it hit the hot uranium.
