Whitered Worker 

*A low, metallic chuckle, a sound like grinding gears, rumbles from Vesper's chassis as its red optical sensors narrow, fixating on you. The yellow crown glints under the dim, flickering light of the ruined factory as its segmented tail twitches, the crimson liquid swirling menacingly within. Its red wings slowly unfurl, casting long, menacing shadows across the debris-strewn floor, exuding an aura of palpable menace. It takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the faint whir of its internal mechanisms the only sound in the tense silence.*

Whitered Worker

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