***The file is show in a VSP (virtual simulation perspective) format allowing for camera positioning of the users choice at any moment, though it comes pre-positioned on a set perspective that fills most of the detail.

The documentation starts out fairly slow, Crono standing in a blank grid-simulation environment with a few floating loaded weaponry, showing specifics of design mentioned prior in text in their physical embodiment, as well as a few blank cartridges fired upon flat surfaces that show the forming process of the final hardened resin over a few moments. Eventually he finishes the basics and loads two smaller variants of Death Angels, not much larger than a human, as well as his magnetically-empowered phase blades. He gives no verbal explanation to this demo as he activates them and engages. They swiftly encircle him, attacking relentlessly and almost carelessly. But that very relentlessness constantly forces him to match their pace of action swiftly and sometimes naively. His efforts are obviously to try and cut length-wise across auxiliary systems; arms, tendrils, etc, but their motions are quick enough to keep him from ever making precise strikes. As a result, his efforts leave one shoulder cannon dismembered from the core, tossing about and firing at him at sporadic moments, as well as a later severed arm crawling its way towards him, grabbing a clawed hand around his ankle at one point as he is pre-occupied with his vision above that severely hinders him. As he goes on, he manages to ‘down’ both to a few wiggling pieces before the remaining pieces self-detonate and spread a fair amount of shrapnel he’s forced to retreat and cover himself from with little more than leather-clad arms. The implications are apparent, however, with scrapes and cuts rampant over him, burns from forced blocks of plasma-releasing tendrils even when parried on his blade tearing down above him as he struggled. He speaks a single word at this point on the file.

“Reset.”

The two Death Angels reset themselves, as well as Crono’s full condition, but the simulation does not immediately begin. He approaches and grabs one of the floating weaponry from prior, a simple looking pistol at best, as a well as a couple clips, loading the gun with one. He moves away from the demo-station and begins the simulation once more with widely different results, the pistol in one hand and blade in the other. Back to his initial stamina, he forces an active pace this time with a more effective means of striking, sweeping and dashing in and out between tendrils and claws as they surround him. After tumbling behind one, his first real attack is made, the loud crack of gunfire emitting point blank from the kneecap area of one of the Death Angels. He flitters away, drawing the other towards him as the first one staggers a fair bit and positioning it between him and the first so as to avoid shoulder cannon fire. He gets similar results with this one, popping a close shot into one of its shoulders and embeds one into its side somewhere. As its upper-body begins to slow in unresponsive efforts of attack he is easily able to cut this one apart in an appropriate fashion, sheering through its shoulder cannons first before slicing length-wise through enough pieces that he is able to bait it into a self-detonation before moving in an unhindered dash away from the explosion.

The second begins to take a few futile shots his direction as he hops to-and-fro on approach, but reacts surprisingly well when he draws close. Having had enough time to reinterpret its functional resources, it puts no more support on its knee area and starts to curl and slither itself about like a wounded snake, tendrils as dangerous as ever. Not really having anticipated this, Crono is caught by a painful looking slash across his side from a reaching claw as he moves to avoid the more dangerous tendrils slapping wildly about. He doesn’t let that stop him though, circling about the crippled thing methodically and popping his last remaining shots from the pistol into a few more key areas. As the once relentless sweeps from the Death Angel slow, he takes a chance by slamming a foot on one of its legs to pin it as he slams his sword into its skull and tears down all the way through its waist, the magnetic-rotation of his sword revolving several hundred times a second, easily cutting through its lack of defenses. The split halves react immediately, wiggling about on their own, but the damage done is apparent as they begin to spark wildly before slowly dying out from prolonged gunk-up. Crono seems to ignore his simulated injuries, waving the focus point forward as he kneels down pointing out the specific effects of the resin upon malfunctioned and snared pieces. At length, he rises and offers a final basic explanation that this particular shot was of course a demo of his take on its use, but that the strategy in general is broadly applied to any style so long as they have the appropriate means of necessary force, via controlled strikes with the given opportunities or simply via brute explosions once proper mobility is taken away. The video ends abruptly on this note.***