@Cerebrate
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“My god, all those arms… Imos, this thing… it looks like some kind of
dharmic deity, almost…”
The shark stands awestruck before what he’s discovered, found nestled on a massed pile of destroyed spectres and titans, almost like a throne… Regaining his composure, Cedric looks around it.
“…There’s no titan-scale firearms laying in the vicinity, but I see four, count’em
four broken broadswords snapped at the blade around here. I think it’s an IMC titan, there’s a ton of militia bots and a few atlas titans all crowded around it… It’s like they were all rushing unto and around it. I guess they were all trying to pull its battery right out the socket just to put a stop to it…”
Climbing up the scrap-pile, the shark peers into a pried-open cockpit, but finds no corpse. “Maybe they pulled the pilot out, too. There’s a few scattered bodyparts here and there… I think the poor bastard who was piloting this beast was torn to pieces by the crowd swamping him.”