The steel giant, over four meters tall, strode forward, its sheer impact almost unbearable.
Under normal circumstances, the human brain could not make the right choice. It was like facing a car speeding straight at you on a busy street: you knew you should take a step back, yet your brain could never issue the proper command. However, Laura Croft had overcome that weakness. She immediately shoved the woman against a bookshelf, then pressed herself close to it and moved along the shelf, avoiding being crushed beneath the robot's foot. At the same time, she held up the flare, craning her neck like a vigorous wild horse and using the waving flames to threaten the mass of dense gray fog. "Threat detected!" The giant robot's speaker began broadcasting an electronic Synth alarm. Its two pincer-shaped arms rose, dazzling arcs of electricity flashing across the heavy steel. "Threat detected!"
"Quick!" Laura Croft pulled the woman along, inching backward beside the bookshelf. She could feel her clothes covered in dust. The sweat on her back and neck had mixed with the dust into filthy mud stains, but she had no time to care about such trivialities. "I just hope the threat that robot mentioned isn't us."
The iron-gray steel giant charged straight at the dense gray fog and thrust its pincer-shaped arms directly into it.
The next second, searing hot wind instantly swelled through the corridor. A flaming dragon with no visible end surged down the passage, illuminating the formerly dim library with blinding brilliance. It was as though someone had dropped a bomb inside the library, flames and raging wind roaring beside her ears. Laura Croft had no choice but to pull the woman down into a crouch and close her eyes to protect herself. She felt the moisture rapidly leaving