The first phase of the Iron Warden was about survival, nothing more and nothing less.
The construct moved with terrifying speed for something so massive, its hammer arm swinging in arcs that displaced air with concussive force. Even the misses were dangerous since the shockwaves cracked floor plates and threw fighters off balance with the pressure differential alone.
"SPREAD OUT!" Dante's command cut through the chaos of initial engagement. "Don't let it target multiple people at once!"
The party scattered, circling the Warden at different distances while trying to maintain sight lines to each other. The construct's head rotated on its neck joint with smooth mechanical precision, processing multiple threats simultaneously while its mechanical brain calculated optimal approaches to eliminate each one.
