"System's checked! Ready for combat!" she chirped, the familiar HUD lighting up her face.
With a perfectly timed Self-Destruct, the Gwishin was reduced to scrap metal. As Hana stood amidst the cooling wreckage, waiting for her new mech to be air-dropped, she looked up at the moon. The legacy of General Butch wasn't in the files or the steel—it was in the pulse of the pilot who refused to back down. General_-_Butch_-_Overwatch_-_D.Va_Hana_Song_-_...
That’s when she saw it: a classified file labeled "System's checked
As she boosted out of the hangar and into the rainy night, she felt a strange connection to the old General. He had envisioned a future where the pilot was the heart of the machine. As she dove into the fray, weaving through a hail of missiles with the precision of a Grandmaster, Hana whispered to herself, "Watch this, General. I'm playing to win." As Hana stood amidst the cooling wreckage, waiting