He fought to mend a broken frame in a city that only knew how to shatter it. From the scrap-heaps of Sub-sector 11 to the final, desperate stand at the intake valves, he traded his life for a chance to hold the line. His hydraulics finally went cold, leaving behind only the echo of a warrior who refused to crawl. He died as he lived: swinging at giants with nothing but grit and jagged steel.