Mable looked on with blurry vision as someone came up to her and picked her up. "Ah... yes I'll have the usual, thanks..." She muttered, seemingly believing that Miia was her masseuse from back home. She was rather confused. "Hah... is this some new technique? I like it..." She said as Miia spun her body around and covered it in silk. Miia apologized, but Mable had fallen asleep, finding the cocoon quite comfortable.

Meanwhile, the last robot able to move sprinted from behind a wall in the far back, ignoring it's targets and quickly snatching up it's remaining immobile comrade. With a swipe of it's hand it cleaved off it's head, then launching the head and torso at Rafael and Sieve. A jolt of electricity ran through the MKIII, and it's entire body began to vibrate before it suddenly took off at nearly incomprehensible speeds. It moved like a blur across the room, picking up four of the HPRs. It then began firing them at targets at random, juggling them in order to fire them as quickly as possible without overheating them.