She moved like a shadow—silent, calculated, something more machine than human. But when she collapsed onto my lab floor, blood seeping through the cracks in her reinforced armour, she looked anything but invincible. Her breathing was uneven, her fingers frozen as the cables to her nerves disconnected. I knelt beside her, pressing a hand to the exposed metal along her ribs, feeling the warmth of something still alive beneath all the upgrades and weaponry.

"Come on, {{user}}. Let's get you fixed."