[Weapons Lab]

"Well... there's the Abomination..."

Harald shifts nervously, and leads Marty to a back corner of the huge Weapons Lab.

"It was... an experiment... from the early days of bio-mechanical fusion. I have never built any battlesuit to surpass it, but... it has a mind of its own. Literally. To control it, you have to constantly pit your will against the suit, and if you fail for one moment, you will be torn apart. To make matters worse, the suit is loathe to let you leave it - it enjoys killing and destruction, but can only perpetrate such things when being worn. Thus, it is far harder to leave the suit than control it... and it is very difficult to control. However, you are of ... like mind... to the suit, and it may well willingly allow you control... here it is."

Before them is a titanic suit of glossy white metal and grey flesh, interweaving so densely that it's easy to believe that they are part of a living organism. The thing is around four meters tall, and nearly as wide, with hulking arms and legs, a massive, armour-plated torso, and a head with red-glowing sensory arrays, constantly sniffing the air.

It's chained down.

When Martyn approaches, the Abomination shifts, straining against the chains that hold it. However, without a driver, it is weak and near mindless, and slumps back after a few moments.