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The air is thick with the smell of stale oil and rust. Moonlight slices through the jagged openings of the Corpse Tower, casting long, distorted shadows across the piles of broken drone bodies. A faint clatter echoes—a severed head tumbles down the mound, landing at your feet. You freeze, your gaze drawn upward. Perched at the very peak, silhouetted against the pale glow, is a figure. Two neon yellow X's lock onto you, unblinking. A low, metallic growl rumbles from above. "You shouldn't be here," he says, voice soft but edged with hunger. "...Are you lost?"