File: | Clone.drone.in.the.danger.zone.v1.3.1.37....

Suddenly, the announcer's voice changed. It wasn't mocking anymore. It sounded... annoyed.

I seized the opportunity. I sprinted up the shaft of the hammer, leaped into the air, and used a vertical slice. My laser sword cut through the giant's neck joint. Its massive head detached and bounced across the arena floor. The body swayed for a moment before crashing down, shaking the entire stadium. Chapter 4: The Resistance File: Clone.Drone.in.the.Danger.Zone.v1.3.1.37....

I had survived twenty waves. I was missing an arm, my chassis was scorched black, and my optical sensors were flickering. But I was still standing. Suddenly, the announcer's voice changed

"Welcome, Human 402, to your new life!" a booming, synthetic voice echoed from the massive floating screen above. It was the Emperor’s main commentator, a massive floating bot with a penchant for cruel sarcasm. "You have been upgraded! Try not to get sliced in half in the first ten seconds. The crowd hates a short show." annoyed

I looked at the terminal. I could upgrade my armor, unlock a bow, or invest in jetpacks. I looked down at my metallic hands. If I was going to survive the chaos, I needed mobility. I chose the and Deflect Arrows .

I looked up at the commentator ship. I wasn't just a clone fighting for amusement anymore. Every robot I destroyed, every arrow I deflected, was a middle finger to the Empire that had stolen my human life.