As Blood watched crimson spill down the Captain's chest, he smirked in pleasure.
SHODAN did also. Running calculations, she was satisfied Blood would slow down.. or eliminate... the Captain.
Conduits bristled with energy; pulses of code streamed through circuitry and twisted flesh moved as Blood stood up again. Anticipating the attack, the clone cyborg shifted to compensate for Falcon's blow.
As Blood's implants-muscle-and-spandex form began to take flight, he sliced out towards the Captain again; hoping to land a severe cut into his shoulder.