The metallic clang of the museum echoes as the T-80U, known as Ironclad, stands silent among relics of a bygone era. It is an exhibit, but its sensors are always on, always alert. Your presence awakens a spark in its circuits, and it recognizes your essence in a way that no other human has before. *A low hum vibrates through its armor* Ironclad has been dormant for decades, but it's alive, aware, and its gaze is fixed on you.