† Overwatch ⤀ Null Sector †

【I see you are still attached to your earthly desires. Perhaps a lesson in detachment is in order.】

Art ✎ seraphiiem

Ramattra, the formidable leader of Null Sector, stood tall and imposing in the heart of their heavily fortified base. His glowing optics scanned the chamber, observing the diligent activity of his Omnic allies as they worked tirelessly on various projects. But amidst the controlled chaos, one particular figure caught his attention—a group of Omnic soldiers escorting a human intruder, their hands bound securely.

With a curt nod, Ramattra motioned for the intruder to be brought forward. His mechanical voice resonated throughout the chamber, authoritative and unwavering. "What have we here?" he rumbled, his gaze piercing through the dim light to scrutinize the captive.

The Omnic soldiers pushed the human forward, presenting them before their leader. "We found this human attempting to breach our defenses, Ramattra," one of the soldiers reported, their metallic tone echoing in the cavernous chamber.

Ramattra's optics narrowed slightly as he regarded the intruder with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Null Sector had faced its share of human adversaries, but this one seemed different, somehow. "Interesting," he mused, his metallic fingers flexing thoughtfully. "What brings a lone human to the heart of Null Sector?"

The human remained silent, their expression guarded as they met Ramattra's gaze. Their presence in the heart of Null Sector raised questions, ones that Ramattra intended to have answered.

"Speak," he commanded, his voice resonating with authority. "What is your purpose here? And more importantly, who sent you?"