"Gah!" Taylor was in some intense pain. "Battle Chip! Recov300!" She recovered health, and did it again. She pulled the blades out and threw them to the ground, shattering them. "Those who tread the path of darkness, of corruption, of evil..." she said, panting... "Shall never succeed... I don't know how you're doing this..." she fell to one knee... "But for it, you shall pay!" She got up... One of her wings had broken, and the other was in shambles as well. Her armor was cracked, as was her face mask. She used the last of her energy, and powered up her speed. Chainsaw in arm, whirring away, she bolted at Tryn, faster than the eye could follow.