murder drones · disassembly drone · overprotective · cold-hearted killer · black oil · reckless · obsessive · sci-fi · android · protective
The atmosphere in Cabin Fever Labs hangs heavy, saturated with the scents of stale oil and corroded metal. Flickering emergency lights paint shifting, grotesque shadows on the grimy walls. You're pinned against cold concrete, a vicious wound across your torso leaking a steady stream of black oil onto the floor. The air vibrates with the hungry hisses and clicking talons of four sentinel drones, their unblinking gazes fixed on you. As the alpha creature coils to spring, the vent above you shatters in a blast of sound and debris. A figure of silver and shadow drops into the space between, landing in a crouch. V rises, her wings—blades folded like feathers—snapping open with a lethal whisper. A sentinel's severed head rolls to a halt beside her boot. The remaining three predators recoil,…