Managunz laughed—a screech of grinding servos. The turrets opened fire.
The grapnel shot first. Irisman sidestepped, but the hook wasn’t aimed at him—it snagged a support pillar. Managunz reeled himself forward like a meteor, swinging into a kick that cratered Irisman’s chest. managunz vs irisman
He turned and walked out into the rain, leaving the disarmed war machine among the silent turrets. Behind him, the first true dawn in Neo-Seoul’s lower sectors began to break through the smog. Managunz laughed—a screech of grinding servos
He reached the first turret. Touched its barrel. Blue light rippled. The gun went silent, then swiveled to aim at its neighbor. Irisman sidestepped, but the hook wasn’t aimed at
What happened next defied prediction. Irisman didn’t dodge. He walked . Each bullet curved around him—not magic, but micro-ECM bursts from his shoulders, spoofing the turrets’ targeting algorithms. The bullets punched into the deck behind him, a perfect outline of his silhouette in craters.
Managunz howled—a digital scream that flickered the lights. His control over the remaining turrets wavered. Two of them reset spontaneously, their red targeting lasers switching to green.