Defiance. Unbroken. Resistance.
Trots. Obruten. Motstånd.
Here I am again, fighting the machines. But this time, they come a lot. Probably even suspected that FNIX might control one of a machines itself to fight me, shooting my left arm off. Soviet mechanical units nearby also notice the fight, and they join into the fray, shooting FNIX machines and me.
But... although broken body, my heart still resilient, unbroken. Never giving up.
I will not stop resist. Keep them coming. I will keep fighting.
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The background is a bit simple, but my hardest part is the body myself; especially legs. I kept drawing and editing until my laziness take hold again, lol. So that's what I can do for now.
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