Don’t Forget to Breathe (Brigador)

[Instrumental]

And he stood, battered but unbroken, in front of the eastern gates of District HQ. Blake's machine was a vision from the seventh hell, blackened and scarred, its feet covered in mashed body parts and mud. Kenny thought, in that moment of stillness after the combat, that Steady Ed was absolutely terrifying. "Attention," she boomed, her loudspeaker still clearly operational. "We are soldiers from Sector 78, loyal to the MPA, and we are expected. Open the gate."