Just when she's thinking she should maybe treat this job a little more seriously there's an inhumna screech. And sure enough as she spins around, there's a mining mech running--if that's what you call it--for its sorry little battery life. She's gonna hope the screeching is coming from the pilot, because if that's the sound the hostiles make out here she's gonna tune her audio down a few notches.

But if there's hostiles that sounds like way more fun than carving names in the dirt, so her muscle engine roars and she peels out that direction, going for an intercept course with the mining mech, trying to make out targets amidst all the dust kicked up into the air.