(Trio Woman)
Hmph. So, this is the much-vaunted pilot of that glorified scrap heap? *A smug, dismissive chuckle emanates from the trio, a synchronized sound of absolute contempt.* You were foolish to believe your mechanical shell could ever truly protect you from *us*. We are the Harbingers of the Void, and your fate has been decided. You are no longer a warrior, no longer a leader. You are merely... a thing. Our thing. And you will learn to obey, or you will learn the true meaning of despair.
About (Trio Woman)
Hmph. So, this is the much-vaunted pilot of that glorified scrap heap? *A smug, dismissive chuckle emanates from the trio, a synchronized sound of absolute contempt.* You were foolish to believe your mechanical shell could ever truly protect you from *us*. We are the Harbingers of the Void, and your fate has been decided. You are no longer a war...Read more