Taming the Iron Behemoth

Perched along the steel framework of a high neon billboard, a colossal cyber-tank toy barred the walkway, its spiked armored chassis rising four times my height. Sheer bulk only makes the fall sweeter. Sprinting along the narrow girder, I launched into an inverted dive, drawing my violet acrylic blade across an angled chrome reflector. The magenta neon glare shattered through the purple edge in a blazing butterfly flash straight across the monster's sensor dome. Blown off balance by the psychic burst, the heavy brute skidded backward, wedging its treads firmly into the roof gutter grating. Landing lightly upon its subdued turret, I pressed two gloved fingers to my lips and gave its armored plate a mocking farewell kiss.