"That tower has the source of all technology Trovians use, owned by Cube Tech." Ironblade told to his baby neon dragon.
The Ninja had been working on his new armor called Nightshade for quite some time now, getting 4 hours of sleep each day.
The robotic Dragon said something to his owner, him replying with a warm laughter.
"Don't worry, I won't get killed. Now, go somewhere safe and don't come out until I say so." Ironblade digistructed his giant sword in his hand.
The dragon nodded and hid inside a hole the Neon Ninja dug for him.
"I've got this." He jumped down, his white hair getting affected by the wind.
He ran to the entrance of the tower, hacking the password with his red cybernetic eyes.
Inside was a set of platforms that led to a chest, he climbed them, a few flame traps were present, but they were easily avoidable.
He glanced around to see if there were any guardian robots and opened the chest.
"A Neon Ray? This will come in useful in magrider tracks." Ironblade digistructed it to his pocket and dug deeper into the loot.
He found some useless animal mounts, he already had his electro-bike.
"Death defying vial? Hm." He placed it in his vial holder on his new Nightshade.
Tsskk Tskkk
He quickly engaged stealth mode, 2 Cyberdrones entering as he did. They checked the chest, their single eye became red when they realized it was empty.
"Container empty: Sending report to Punchbot."
One of the Cyberdrones head was now on the floor, originating from Ironblade's energy blade.
He stabbed the other in the middle, cables sticking out of the exposed area.
He engaged out of stealth mode, checking their program.
"That's weird, they never turned their eyes to red when they were hostile."
The Ninja presumed it as a new installment from the ignorant Corporation and moved on his way.
The next room was just an empty bridge waiting to be crossed, sadly no enemies to sneak past.
"Boring."
He was outside on the balcony now, Ironblade took a moment to observe how far humanity has gotten.
"We started out as apes, developing our technology until 2546 when we found out magic existed... 3421 we discovered the first alien species known as Colytes, then Faes... Now, 6453. The day I am gonna be rich.
He turned to find a robot spider approaching towards him, he quickly jumped over to the other side of the outside bridge, dropping a bomb in the middle.
The spider's robotic organs were now all over the place, the bridge collapsed onto some robotic salvage.
His shurikens were now ready to fire, but he was gonna hold onto them for now.
The next building offered some stealth. Finally, his stealth mode was recharging still. He had to play this professionally.
He rolled over to some cover, a Cyberian Android was heading his way.
"Stealth Mode Recharge %99 Complete."
The Android glanced at Ironblade's hiding spot, then going to his station to get recharged when he finds no one there.
"Close one." He emerged from the dark spot he was in when the android glanced at his previous spot.
"Nice one Blade, like a real ninja." He always called himself Blade, his true name buried deep in his cybernetic mind along with his humanity.
He entered the "Simulation Room," It was basically other weak races unknowingly living in a simulation. He felt the need to unplug them, but he had more important things to do now.
"Robotic Pastries? Huh..." He grabbed a few pastries and digistructed them into his suit.
Ironblade was getting close to the room with the CEO, every step, he could hear the robotic noises clearer.
After a while, the gate that led to his wealth was there, he slowly opened it, expecting the Punchbot to appear.
"What the heck?"
Said robot was lying there, it's digital heart torn apart. He expected this sight, but only after he fought it.
"I was supposed to fight you!" He kicked a metal piece that belonged to the Punchbot, cursing under his breath.
"You seem quite childish for an established legend..." The metal landed beside Rolant, which was covered in thick armor.
The Ninja smirked and took a step forward.
"My 41 men are blocking every possible exit, so, your only options are to surrender, escape, or die."
The Ninja activated his stealth mode, climbing to a high location in the glass room.
"Why are you here anyway? The technology of some dumb corporation shouldn't bother some heroic knight."
"Yes, you are right about that... We are here for you." The knight unsheathed his shiny sword.
"Why's that?" The Neon Ninja jumped on an electro lamp just above Rolant.
"You're gonna be a useful asset for us." The sword wielder glanced around.
"I get it, you want my technology."
"You are speaking quite confident for an old man."
"I'm not old, there are these things called robotic implants that eliminate your Olencite production." Ironblade's stealth was wearing out, so he had to make an attack now.
"Look, we're heading for the Radiant Ruins to get their treasure, so surrender now!"
"What comes up, goes down." Ironblade cut the rope that held the electro lamp in the air and jumped somewhere safe.
The knight reacted just quick enough to activate his impenetrable shield.
Out of the fog, The Neon Ninja dashed at him with light speed. But the blue cube that surrounded the knight withstood the blast.
The knight remembered his father, the person that always gave him the fuel to fight. He smashed his sword onto the ground, knocking away only the ground as his opponent had already gone out of sight.
"You know, I always try to steer away from cocky moves but, I will make an exception for this fight." The knight spoke.
Rolant turned around and slashed his with full force, hitting Ironblade that had been in stealth mode.
White blood was pouring onto the ground, Ironblade was slowly collapsing onto the ground.
"You were an easy opponent, Ninja. Unfortunately, experience beats technology and wits."
The vial holder in his Ironblade's armor was starting to glow, He smirked, slowly digistructing a glowing sword.
"You don't see it, do you? I'm not a Ninja for having access to high-tech, or for being incredibly handsome..."
When his sword was fully digistructed, the slash wound disappeared away.
"I am a Ninja for TECHNIQUES!" He kicked away Rolant, stunning him.
He backflipped, his eyes glowing.
"DIE!" He slashed his sword repeatedly, sending large, slash shaped projectiles towards his opponent.
The knight activated his shield again, healing his wounds and being protected from oncoming slashes.
In all the fog, Ironblade picked out the knight perfectly healthy and the blue cube surrounding him.
"No... It was The Final Technique!" The Ninja took steps back. Now realizing his opponent's seriousness.
Rolant slowly walked towards him, sheathing his sword.
Ironblade came to an end when his back touched the glass.
He turned his head towards the knight again to see him charging at himself, he tried to dodge it, but they were already out of the window and heading towards a couple of knights.
CRASH
Ironblade's consciousness shut down, his eyes slowly closing. The knights gathered around him, flipping out.
"HOLY... You caught him!"
"Yes, he was not that easy but... Nevermind, just take him back to the castle."
"Whatever you say, Commander." Two of them got a hold of him by each of the legs, dragging him back to Medieval Highlands.
"Let's hope this hunk of a cyborg isn't too heavy."