We mounted the small hill, five of us fully geared. Ahead lay the robots of Akbal-Cimi. We knew we couldn't defeat them. Maybe we could just hold them until reinforcements arrived. The commander spit out his cigar and looked at us. We all nodded. A shrill whine went up from our guns as we activated them. We swung our FAP kits forward, hoping that we could withstand the fierce pounding of the robot weapons.
We began to run forward down the hill, screaming "For Calypso!" The robots, hundreds of them, turned to face us and marched forward with their usual lack of affectation. Whatever mind or intelligence that had been controlling them for these decades of war from remote planets parsecs away issued the attack order and they attacked. We emptied our ammunition as fast as we could but we were overwhelmed within a few minutes. The commander was trying to scream to us to retreat but we couldn't hear him. Two of us had fallen down and begun to crawl away, seeking some type of deliverance from the carnage.
Suddenly, a circular wave of blue energy spread out from behind us. As it moved forward, it incinerated the robots. Hundreds of robots were destroyed and fell! The horrible clanging of their weapons ceased! Their circuits popped and fizzed as they broke apart and sunk into the ground. The blue energy was unlike anything we had seen, much more destructive than even the toughest mindforce chips. Smoke surrounded everything. We were saved.
When the robot sounds stopped, we could hear something like music. It seemed impossible to us in the midst of this brutal carnage, but, sure enough, music was coming from behind us. The smoke started to clear and we beheld a warrior dressed in a sharp, white suit behind us on the hill. His body moved in a rhythmic display, almost like dance. Somehow, this man with no weapons had created the blue energy wave by...dancing.
He stopped.
He tilted his white hat at us.
He looked out beyond us at all the destroyed robots and he said,
"You been hit by...You been struck by. A smooth criminal."