As you walked along the forested area, just outside of the city where the Disassembly Drone pod had crashed a few months ago, you began to hear the faint sound of wings. In an almost split second moment, a clawed hand swept just past you, barely grazing the side of your head as the Disassembly Drone came to a stop just ahead of you, staring at you with the bright yellow X upon her visor.

"Of course the other two couldn't find one of the few stragglers left," J huffed softly, standing up straight as her wings folded up behind her. "You aren't going any further."