Red lightning crackled across Jack's armor as he and Mira separated from their latest exchange, both breathing slightly more than normal. Her fire-wreathed attacks had scored hits despite his demon armor, and her superior close-combat experience was becoming increasingly apparent.
'She's too skilled at hand-to-hand,' Jack contemplated, his mind processing options while his body remained ready for the next assault.
'Every exchange at close range favors her. I need to create distance and use techniques that leverage my advantages instead of playing to her strengths.' [Static Orbs: Activated] Thirty red orbs materialized around Jack's position, each one crackling with compressed electrical energy.
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