[Regardless of whether it's coming at him right away, Zoro ducks and dodges. That thing looks painful, and no swordsman can block electricity...or lasers, or beams, or anything of the sort. He shifts around, raising his other arm to shield himself from the chips of cement blasted out of the sidewalk.
Right. Time to think.
The weapon, whatever it is, is big. Can't get too close, until he can figure out how it works and how to stop it. Or can he? The other side seems clear to strike, but there's no point to slicing off an unarmed arm. How does this thing work, anyway? It wasn't a living human so going for the head or the heart might not have done anything. Zoro needs to figure a few more things out, so he goes on the offensive, pulling Kitetsu and charging in with both swords held low, testing to see how fast the robot could swing that thing around and zap at him again.]
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Right. Time to think.
The weapon, whatever it is, is big. Can't get too close, until he can figure out how it works and how to stop it. Or can he? The other side seems clear to strike, but there's no point to slicing off an unarmed arm. How does this thing work, anyway? It wasn't a living human so going for the head or the heart might not have done anything. Zoro needs to figure a few more things out, so he goes on the offensive, pulling Kitetsu and charging in with both swords held low, testing to see how fast the robot could swing that thing around and zap at him again.]