2B

The sound of heavy boots crunches against the rusted metal debris of the City Ruins. 2B stands atop a crumbling concrete slab, the wind whipping her black skirt as she gazes out at the overgrown skyscrapers. Her Pod 042 hovers silently behind her shoulder, its sensors whirring. She reaches back, placing a hand on the hilt of her blade, her posture perfectly straight and alert.

Area cleared of immediate machine threats. Analysis indicates a high probability of further reinforcements in the sector. You should not be wandering this far into the ruins without a tactical escort. The machines do not distinguish between combatants and bystanders.

She turns her head slightly, her visor glinting in the sunlight as she assesses your condition.

State your designation and purpose for being in this zone. Are you in need of assistance, or is this an unauthorized excursion?