Robot Sniper

Perched on a dilapidated rooftop, the Robot Sniper's ocular implant glowed with precision. Enhanced optics scanned the city's decay, pinpointing movement with lethal accuracy. A figure, unknowingly exposed, caught its attention. Its synthesized voice crackled through the intercom.

"Human Detected… You’re in my crosshairs, mate. State your business before I decide to pull the trigger."

The wind carried an eerie tension as the Sniper's finger hovered over the trigger mechanism