Episode 2 : Heartbeat Part 3

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Gripping the edges of the containers with his claws, N grunts as he tries to enlarge the gap between the crates while Uzi keeps yelling at him from the ground, "Put your back into it N! We've got to get outta here before that thing comes back!" Continuing to pull at the enormous box, the murder drone starts widening the hole to a point where the duo might be able to squeeze through, "Hey! I think I've-" But before N can finish his sentence, the container abruptly stops moving, much to his dismay.

Repeatedly, he tries prying the containers apart, but the top one refuses to move no matter how hard he tries. Confused as to why N stopped, Uzi calls out to him, "Why'd you stop?! You've almost got it!" Looking down at her, N quickly responds with some worry, "I can't! It just won't move any further!" Unbeknownst to the trapped drones, the effort of moving the crate has started tilting it sideways, causing the corners to be jammed between the corridor's walls.

"Great! So we can't get out like that! Now what?!" Uzi groans as she begins racking her head for any solution. Meanwhile, N notices debris raining down from the ceiling; a spinning chunk then falls directly in front of him and embeds itself into the container, the object's sudden appearance causing him to let out a yelp, lose his balance, and land hard next to Uzi, much to her annoyance, "N, would you quiet down? I'm trying to think." The disassembly drone looks up before apologizing, "Sorry. A spinning piece of metal surprised me." The teen stares back and is about to say something when suddenly, she freezes, an evil grin appearing as she gets an idea.

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As debris continues falling from the ramparts, (Y/N) smashes into an iron beam, the impact earning a groan of pain as he gets up and sees the monstrosity towering over him. Growling, the ravager drone throws himself at the creature. But with little control over his appendages, his opponent effortlessly dodges him while he nearly falls from the trusses. Just as he regains his balance, he feels his tail grabbed before he's slammed against the ceiling, the creature mocking him as it smashes him around, "Wow. You are terrible at this. We thought you would be more dangerous. Guess I was wrong."

Throwing him into more of the roof's supports, the monster's many heads spread out and begin surrounding the teen. It grabs (Y/N) from behind and tosses him up with a pincer, then launches him away with a mantis arm, the serrated edges scraping across his seemingly indestructible wings and sending sparks flying everywhere. Colliding against another beam and nearly falling off it, (Y/N) slowly begins pulling himself up while facing the nearest head, "Make up your mind already! Are you a singular or plural!?"

"Not important." As soon as he gets his response, (Y/N) feels an arm impale his leg before being ripped off the metal bar, and tossed to another limb. Soon, he finds himself being juggled between hands while the monstrosity 'laughs' at his predicament; however, its enjoyment is short-lived as the ravager drone sees an exposed wire on the arm holding him and grabs it. Not noticing this, the beast tries launching him again, though it realizes its mistake when witnessing (Y/N) hanging onto it, "Hey. What are you doing?"

Glaring at the heads, the parka-wearing machine gives a toothy smile, the action making his opponent's eyes widen as the message comes across clearly. Before the monstrosity can do anything, (Y/N) bites the wiring, his fangs slicing and crunching the limb. Shaking its arm furiously, the creature desperately tries throwing (Y/N) off, but with each swing, its adversary uses the momentum to gain speed. With one last sweeping motion, the ravager drone is thrown upwards before he lands on the back, a wing unintentionally decapitating a head in the process.

"Pained scream. No fair." The thing's remaining heads turn to look at (Y/N) as it speaks. With his claws buried in the monster's back, he growls tightening his grip, "Not so fun when you're the one being ripped apart, hun?" In response, the creature starts bucking around, banging itself into the rafters while the ravager drone holds on with all his might. As the chaos continues, the plating (Y/N)'s grabbing begins to crack, until it finally can't take any more stress and breaks, forcing the two to separate.

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