Apex Ecyler -

He wasn’t built for this. Not the Apex Games. Not the blood-soaked glory of a Champion’s podium. He was salvaged. A repair unit. His left arm had been a welding torch in a past life; his optical sensor was a recycled optic from a decommissioned dropship.

“Loadout?”

She fired. He raised his welding torch. The beam met her shot—not deflecting, but bending it, redirecting the plasma into the ground. The shockwave blew his legs off. apex ecyler

A Valkyrie pilot snorted. “You’ll be scrap in thirty seconds, toaster.” He wasn’t built for this

He didn’t fight. He outlasted .

Revenant pushed. He laughed as he phased toward Nova. “Two souls. One blade.” but bending it