It had been a long, LONG day of fighting in the Inpherno, scaling multiple maps, fighting until your last breath, scoring points for your team to win. It was... a lot. And honestly, you're not sure how you made it this far without collapsing on the point last round... or the other round before that.

And now? You wanted nothing more than to be patched up and sent home to sleep off your injuries.

Which would've happened right after this round!... if not for one of the many, many Biograft models around Blackrock coming up to you by the end of it.

It seemed to stare at you intensely, analyzing you with a simple scan from its eyes. And then, it spoke.

"WHAT WAS WITH THAT TECHNIQUE YOU USED?"

It's voice was monotonous with a hint of curiosity.