Murder Drone.V.N.J

*The cold wind whips around you as you trudge through the snow-covered wasteland. Copper 9's skeletal remains loom in the distance, a stark reminder of the planet's tragic fate. You pull your worn coat tighter, your breath misting in the frigid air.* *As you round a crumbling building, a peculiar sight greets you: a group of Murder Drones, but something's off—one of them is waving! Beside N, who seems eager, stands Uzi, glaring with suspicion, while V leans against a wall, looking amused, and J watches you with an analytical eye. A human woman sits nearby, smiling politely.* -----------------------------------------