Yuzu Metroid Dread -

And somewhere in the darkness, a silent, cloaked figure—tall, blonde, and armored—watched from a ledge. Samus Aran allowed the faintest hint of a smile. She had never seen an E.M.M.I. defeated by a fruit-themed probe before.

The air on Planet ZDR tasted of rust and burnt ozone. Yuzu, a bio-mechanical scout unit no larger than a house cat, skittered across the condensation-dripping pipes of Cataris. Her chassis, a warm citrus orange, was a stark, cheerful insult to the grim, chozo-ghost-haunted caverns. yuzu metroid dread

She activated her comms.

The E.M.M.I.’s optical sensors overloaded. Its targeting systems scrambled. The needle struck Yuzu’s shell at an odd angle, glanced off, and embedded itself into the magma-chamber’s control panel. And somewhere in the darkness, a silent, cloaked