Machina Match

Machina Match

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The fight had gone on without the pilot. The black machina had grabbed the empty machine dragging it by the ankle into the center of the arena. The crowds were absolutely hypnotized as the black machina brought its HammerDrill to the machine, the instrument tearing up the layers and layers of mechanical work until the manu-build was nothing but scrap. "Do yourself a favour." The pilot said, eyes glancing up at Edgy's machina, "Don't go out there."
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