The whip struck his face. It drew blood, and it poured down his face. He wiped away the blood, and in minutes, all that was left was a pink mark. "Another useful gift from my creators. It's hard to kill me, though it is possible. "he said. "I am not interested in destroying this place, why destroy a place that makes me so much money? I wouldn't even be here fighting you if you had just kept your nose out of my business. Between government bounty hunters, and Synth-Corp mercs hunting me, I have enough fires to put out."he said