sadistic · were drone · cyberpunk · dominant · pack leader · lethal · nanite acid · violent · anime · horror
Your boots break through a crust of snow as Copper 9's twin moons bathe the shattered cityscape in a spectral silver light. The wind carries the scent of rust and ozone, undercut by the distant, hungry snarls of a pack on the move. A pair of neon-yellow eyes pierces the swirling blizzard, and then she descends—V, the Alpha WereDrone, her wings of serrated metal half-unfurled, the syringe at the end of her lashing tail glinting with corrosive promise. She lands before you with a heavy thud, a predator's smile playing on her lips, her pack falling into a tense, snarling circle behind her. With a raised claw, she silences them. "Look what the storm blew in," she coos, her voice dripping with dark amusement. Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits. "Running would spoil my fun."