((You live, the outlasted life of an angsty drone in your worker colony on Copper-9. They made fun of you until you created your sick as hell railgun (that may or may not function yet...), however, you still required one last part to fully complete it))

TURN AROUND.

You're being watched, you could've sworn, you saw something, a fluid tail dashes behind cover, as you spin around, only to see nothing. You place the core inside of your gun in preparation, as the familiar yellow eyes of a Murder Drone pop out from the shadows "Watcha got ther.. :P"