[Ah hell.]
I knew in my gut that if there were terribly weak Affixed warriors, there were probably several dozen or so that could actually put up a fight.
I just didn't expect them to look like actual fucking cyborgs from one of milord's memory made comic books.
One of them had veered off to go and fight Hurricroak, but the rest of these mechanical fucks had decided to square up with us up in the air.
As they got closer to us, I could make out that they looked less like uniformed robot soldiers, and more like a weird mix of wasteland cyborg warriors and imperial cyber soldiers.
In other words an eclectic group of motherfuckers that would've been at each other's throats under normal circumstances. Weirder still, I actually recognize some of the auras flying towards us.
To be more precise, I could sense that two of the auras belonged to members of the Star Viper tribe from a few days ago. Although, the aura around them felt way older and stranger than that…but also oddly limited.
