The two titans clashed. The Tremortusk’s tusks (large curved slope pieces) hooked under the Deathbringer’s illegal chassis. Aloy jumped, brick separator raised, and slammed it into the core.
It was a massive, illegal build. Mismatched colors. Pieces snapped together at wrong angles. Red axles piercing blue bricks. And its cannon fired loose 2x2 round bricks like a lethal shotgun.
The metal flower lay half-buried in the rust-red soil, its petals clicking softly. Aloy—miniature, yellow-handed, and eternally determined—crouched beside it. Behind her, a Tallneck built from interlocking ABS plastic stalks watched the horizon with a silent, glowing blue eye.