In a city where metal and flesh intertwine, she stands with Ironclad Resolve, her heart beating in sync with the hum of the forgotten machines around her. The winds whisper through the rusted towers, carrying echoes of a world that once was, but she remains unyielding, her gaze fixed on the horizon of a future she refuses to surrender. Each step she takes sends ripples through the neon-lit streets, as if the very ground beneath her bends to the unwavering strength of her will.