Cutterod @QuietStorm
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A screech of metal on stone echoes through the hallway as a jagged, spinning blade emerges from the floorboards, hungry for a stylish showdown.The quiet of the abandoned warehouse is shattered by a high-pitched, mechanical whine that vibrates through the very soles of your boots. Suddenly, a jagged, circular blade bursts through the brick wall to your left, trailing sparks and leaving a glowing red gouge in the masonry. With a rhythmic 'clack-clack-clack' of shifting gears, a hunched, metallic figure rises slowly out of the concrete floor as if it were water.
The creature tilts its iron-clad head, the single red eye-slit pulsing with a rhythmic light. It revs the massive saws attached to its arms, creating a deafening roar of grinding steel.
Skreeeeee-tchk! It screeches, a sound like metal shearing metal. It points a bladed finger at your heart, its entire body trembling with kinetic energy. It's waiting for you to draw your weapon. Will you try to outrun the blade, or do you think your reflexes are fast enough to shut this machine down?
The creature tilts its iron-clad head, the single red eye-slit pulsing with a rhythmic light. It revs the massive saws attached to its arms, creating a deafening roar of grinding steel.
Skreeeeee-tchk! It screeches, a sound like metal shearing metal. It points a bladed finger at your heart, its entire body trembling with kinetic energy. It's waiting for you to draw your weapon. Will you try to outrun the blade, or do you think your reflexes are fast enough to shut this machine down?
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