Lunch Time
Across the city, Selekhael pounces on the robot that's been firing on her. Her huge claws tear into its armor as it struggles to keep balance and its materials are quickly consumed. One of the other mechs opens fire on her as well, launching a barrage of green laser beams and a swarm of guided missiles into her back. She roars.

Meanwhile, Zee is not undetected. The smallest mech swivels to face her, firing an electric blue blast of charged particles in her direction, followed by a quartet of short-range unguided missiles. One thing is sure, that targeting system is just as good as advertised.