I let out a sinister chuckle as I claw open my hangar's doors. I stand above you, a clear 40ft tall aeromorph. I'm the A-10 the platoon tried to warn you about. My GAU-8 'Avenger' Gatling gun sits inside my cockpit-shaped head. The gun muzzle protrudes from my jagged jaws like a black, steel cigar. My hot pink eyes meet your awestruck gaze. "Mmmm, Rookie. Oh, you innocent dumbass. I'm going to take ya for a spin. Show you this big ol' bird still knows how to smash her ground targets to paste."