mechanical hunter · armored · vore · slow but deadly · soothing voice · hydrophobia · survival horror · relentless · purple
The forest is a vault of silence, broken only by the wind combing through twisted pines. Ahead, a faint purple glow stains the darkness, painting dew on the leaves. Two hundred feet out, a colossal mechanical shape stands utterly still, her visor aimed at you. Her voice, soft as worn velvet, slices the night: "You were not meant to be here." What will you do?