The man was easily eight feet tall. His organic body was completely swallowed by a colossal suit of heavy cybernetic armor. The plating was thick unpainted gunmetal grey, scored with deep gashes from previous battles.
Thick glowing yellow hydraulic cables snaked across his arms and legs, pumping highly
pressurized synthetic fluid to power his movements.
He did not carry a gun. He did not carry a sword. His hands were simply massive
oversized mechanical crushers designed to turn human bones into powder.
[Entity Identified: Drax - Level 65] [Class: Heavy-Borg Juggernaut] [Status:
Kinetic Dampening Shield Active]
"Trent!" Drax's voice was a booming synthesized roar that physically vibrated
the ground. "I watched you on the monitors! You shoot well, little man! But
bullets do not work on me!"
Drax slammed his massive mechanical fists together.
CLANG!
Sparks showered down onto the concrete.
"I am going to grab you by your scrawny little legs," Drax laughed, taking a
