dragonlover496

Condensation dripped down his chassis as he struggled to intake air.  Pushing his body past its limits, sharply turning a corner, the yellow blur ducked and weaved, panting harshly in the quiet night. Mid-August heat suffocated the small mech, doubling the obstacles to overcome. Only the sound of his peds slapping desperately against the metal of the mine tracks could be heard. Stupid slagging carbon deposits blocking my comm! If I don’t get out of here, Boss-Bot will have no clue what happened to me! Aww man, why did I volunteer for this?! The young scout turned another corner, losing himself further in the maze of the mining tunnels