I had stumbled upon the bodies of my watcher friends along my trails
But the gangs had not managed to get to me yet
I had to believe it was because of the specimen
Maybe they were protecting me
Whatever the reason, I pushed on and on
I made a small camp miles away from the city
And ensured I covered my tracks at every opportunity
By laying traps and signals to throw people off my scent
And to confuse them on which direction I had taken
I was woken up one day with a start
I was surrounded by gang members
Tied up and laying lifeless in the corner was the specimen
"Now what", I asked the gang leader
"Now we wait, I have signalled the rest", he confirmed
A day or so later another mechanised monster arrived
I was stunned to see others that had made it through the creation process
Now feast your eyes on the fight of the decade
♪
Yes, continue your battle
There is not much time, but there shall only be one victor
♪
The specimen is no more
And the watcher lays in a pool of their own blood