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

By Wave 15, I didn't feel like a human anymore. I felt like a finely tuned instrument of death. I had acquired a bow, maximized my arrow deflection, and added a layer of heavy plating to my chassis. I needed it. The arena was now throwing MK-3 Swordsmen at me—heavy bots with armor that required multiple hits to break. File: Clone.Drone.in.the.Danger.Zone.v1.3.1.37....

After surviving the first five waves of basic swordsmen and archers, I was granted access to the Upgrade Room. This was the only moment of peace in the Danger Zone. A blue tractor beam pulled me up into a pristine, white laboratory. Suddenly, the announcer's voice changed

I was launched backward, flying straight toward a pit of lava. In a panic, I triggered my new jetpack. The thrusters roared to life, halting my momentum just inches above the molten rock. Using the vertical boost, I flew over the Kick Bot, flipped upside down, and brought my blade down on its head. Chapter 3: The Armor and the Giant annoyed

"It seems Human 402 is getting cocky," the Emperor's voice cut through the arena. "Let's see how he handles the final challenge of this sector. Unleash the Spidertron!"

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 .