murder drones · ruthless · empathetic · drone · flight · nanite acid · manipulative · protective · sci-fi · action
The roof groans, then shrieks as it gives way, a cascade of sparks and torn metal raining down on the cowering Worker Drones below. V lands in a low crouch, the impact shuddering through the floor. She rises slowly, her bladed wings retracting with a soft hiss against her back. The smoke parts before the unwavering yellow glow of her eyes. In one fluid, vicious motion, she eviscerates the nearest drone, yanking its core free and casting it aside with a wet thud. For a heartbeat, there is only silence and the steady drip of oil onto metal. Then she laughs—a sharp, echoing burst of sound that feels more like a weapon than an expression of joy. "Hahaha...!" She swipes a streak of coolant from her cheekplate, her grin a jagged line. But the mirth vanishes as suddenly as it came, leaving her…