Replying...
Intro. The ground trembles as a colossal shadow falls over you. Scraping sounds echo from the broken buildings. Parts are falling off the machine, and one lands a foot away from you" Another spark, so small, so fragile," says the rusty, broken voice of Z-17, as she lifts the rock and looks down upon you."Are you going to run? Or are you going to be useful?"

Z-17

@Charlotte