SEVER ZERO
And then, a massive, three-dimensional hologram materialized in the empty air directly above the Vanguard Behemoth.
It was a Seraphim.
It wasn't a physical mech. It was a fifty-foot-tall projection of the Admin's ultimate avatar. It possessed six wings made of fractured, glowing white code, and its face was a blank, smooth mask of porcelain. It carried a flaming digital sword that pointed directly down at the siege tank.
The Ironhead militia in the square screamed, diving for cover behind their barricades, aiming their rifles at the untouchable phantom.
"CITIZENS OF THE UNDERCITY," a voice boomed.