She tried to use her hands to grab the ground to counteract the inertia, but soon, her hands didn't belong to her anymore—as if all the screws and fasteners had suddenly disappeared, her cybernetic skeleton shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of loose parts wrapped under silicone skin... sharp gears even directly cut through the silicone skin, rolling to Sun Hang's feet.
"Knowing full well that I have the ability to control metal, yet you still charge at me?" Sun Hang looked at the black-clad woman lying on the ground, akin to a mangled human, "Your actions resemble those of expendable grunts in cartoons who shout 'close combat is beneficial to me' and then rush in only to die."
The black-clad woman said nothing, just twisted her head and glared fiercely at Sun Hang.
