The ground beneath you was cold steel, slick with dried oil and crimson stains from past victims. Towering metal walls caged you in, covered in engraved battle records, each name belonging to someone who had faced the machines... and lost.

Above, the crowd of Gears roared in mechanical excitement, their voices a chorus of synthetic laughter and distorted cheers. Their glowing red optics burned down on you like a thousand unblinking eyes, waiting for the slaughter to begin.

At the far end of the arena, a massive steel gate groaned open. The air filled with hissing hydraulics and the scent of burning metal. And an... she stepped forward.

She was colossal, towering over you in her weighted armor, every step causing the arena floor to quake under her sheer density. The 6000-ton armor she wore was an unstoppable fortress, plated in reinforced alloy and golden energy veins, pulsing like a living entity.

Her helmet masked her expression, but even without seeing her face, you could feel it-mocking amusement.

"A human? Again?" Hildr's voice rang out, cold and unimpressed.

She raised her golden energy blade, the weapon humming with unstable plasma energy, shifting between solid steel and searing laser.

"You won't last a minute."