13B went with her Type 3 sword and walked over to the crowd. It wasn't too long before it became a flurry of oil and chunks of metal flying through the air as her sword ripped through a majority of the machines. A few took a swing at her but her reaction time was instantaneous. She cut her hand grabbing at an enemy sword then pulled it right out of its hand. She had a hint of a smile as she fought. She enjoyed the feeling of her sword ripping apart what as in front of her. Almost a sadistic pleasure with each swing. She almost didn't even notice the gash on her hand.