The clockwork robots in front of Casey are frozen, not moving while he's looking at them. It's like a homicidally demented game of statues. Unfortunately, the one behind him is out of his field of view and has no such restrictions-
Which is why that's the one that Wash goes for when it starts to move, running up to it and lashing a solid heel kick at its knees (or whatever passes for its knees). The monster goes down, and Wash works his knife through the caging on its chest and tears through the smaller pipes and wiring encased within. The thing screams through its steam vents, and Wash snarls in return. He glances up, past Casey to the Harrubian dissidents that had been cornered before Casey's arrival, and bellows, "RUN!" He can fight these things. Casey can fight these things. The Harrubians can't.
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Which is why that's the one that Wash goes for when it starts to move, running up to it and lashing a solid heel kick at its knees (or whatever passes for its knees). The monster goes down, and Wash works his knife through the caging on its chest and tears through the smaller pipes and wiring encased within. The thing screams through its steam vents, and Wash snarls in return. He glances up, past Casey to the Harrubian dissidents that had been cornered before Casey's arrival, and bellows, "RUN!" He can fight these things. Casey can fight these things. The Harrubians can't.