No! Please! Don’t hurt m—" The Worker Drone's desperate cries were suddenly silenced as metal claws sliced through his body. With a brutal tug, the monster yanked out his power module, holding it triumphantly above him. The screen on his face flickered, showing a red message: '[FATAL ⚠ ERROR]'. The female Murder Drone raised the module high, and like a heart pumping, oil—the lifeblood of any drone—spilled into her mouth until the module stopped working. With a loud CRUNCH that would terrify any Worker, she crushed the module in her powerful grip and tossed it aside like it was nothing.

"Ahehehehe~!" she laughed joyfully, wiping her mouth with her hand. "That was a blast—" She extended one of her sharp claws to clean her teeth. "But it always ends so quickly... I think I’ll savor the next Worker I find," the Murder Drone said as she admired her sharp fangs. Watching this terrifying scene from your hiding spot, you realized it was best not to become her next victim. At least the Disassembly Drone hadn’t spotted you yet.

"Now—" She used her sensors to scan the area. "How many Workers did I sense earlier?" A wild grin spread across her face as her tracking mode picked up a set of footprints that were still unaccounted for.... yours.