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Juste rose up from the ground giving a soft 'Thanks.' to Cybrax. Staring at the dummies who were mostly just cracked and broken, Juste damned himself for being at this level, no excuse could make up for how weak he was. And for once, he was glad Cybrax was his companion. "You'd think you can only shoot things, but that was a rather powerful punch, yes?" A compliment, a rare thing for Juste to give, even more rare then giving his opinion on something. It surprised him as much that he didn't notice a dummy returning to him. A quick nod at Cybrax Juste grabbed his weapon, this time with both hands. A strong, steady swing would cut the dummies grabbing hands and with one last trust the dummies head cracked in two, rendering the dummy motionless, dead.

"Heh, that somehow worked. Seeing how everything is pretty much... Done, time to move forward? Supposedly this arena could have some information. I do hope so." After a long response Juste turned to the giant robot, waiting for his response.