[For better or worse, this is what 2B is used to. The chaos, the frenzy, the sheer destruction. To be overwhelmed by the sheer number of enemies and know that you still have to do something. What it's like when neither side can quite gain the upper hand on each other, only prolong the battle. She can't exactly say that she's missed fighting, but this is what she knows. A combat model has no use in times of peace.

And there's no doubt that she was made for battle, not with how gracefully she attacks. It could almost look like a dance, the way she runs and jumps and spins, if not for her sword that looks like it could cleave someone in two. The Uvi learn that the hard way.

She makes sure to keep herself posted around one of the residential areas, but if it looks like someone could use a hand, she won't hesitate to help. That help might come in the form of her dropping down from a building or running in from seemingly nowhere to throw a greatsword like it's a boomerang, but don't be too startled, she's here to help!]

Stay behind me if you need to rest. [It's not like she'll get tired after all.]

[Have something else in mind? Go wild, or we can also hash something out!]