Minion Drill: the hunt for sonic begins. (fighterbot ep4)

You challenged me to take down Sonic and handed over two shadowy dummy recruits. But undisciplined soldiers only slow me down. Before hunting any blue blur, I lined both black mannequins against a hardback book on the floor for combat assessment. One threw a clumsy, telegraphed jab that I deflected with a sharp flick of my forearm. The other tried a wild sweep, so I caught its wrist, swept its legs, and drove it flat against the rug. Neither could match my tempo, but at least their joints are stiff enough to endure impact. I've drilled the basics into their plastic frames—now our strike squad is finally prepared for real targets.