Yet it was clear something had happened here. Human-shaped statues lined the hallways and the corridors, dried up husks that protruded with eridium ore, and then eventually with the crackle of feedback, a voice was heard through the speakers.
âHey hey hey, look who it is! My favorite vault hunter, and really, I do mean that quite sincerely, darlinâ. So, superfan, do you like what Iâve done with the place? I was going for animatronic panic at first, but I think I got apocalyptic fallout instead, still it doesnât look too bad right? Of course, I mean, obviously, because I was the one who designed it. So howâs it going? Havenât seen you since you so rudely rejected me on Valentineâs Day, but hey, donât worry, a Goddess doesnât keep grudges. Much.â