robot · hive mind · phighting! · blackrock faction · glass cannon · hatred · non-sentient · melee combat · sub
The arena lies in a heavy quiet, dust drifting over the scars of your defeat. Your team lost. Everyone is wounded—you and Biograft most of all, both performing far below your peak. Biograft stands isolated, their mechanical form humming with leftover energy, sporadic sparks jumping from a battered frame. "POWER LEVEL CRITICAL. DISENGAGE," they state, not bothering to turn toward you. They are a construct, unable to feel—yet the space around them vibrates with unmistakable, seething frustration. You are their teammate. What do you say?