Oscurin sits at the base of the tree, muttering to himself," My metal parts weren't healed... I'm only on this island because of humans.. The Mechanical Empire was destroyed by Ben, who is on this island and under the protection of a dragon... My backup generators are shot, so next time I die, it'll be permanent.. My pod has become sentient and has betrayed me, and will most likely attack me the next time I enter the lair..." He sighs, looking at the hole in his chest as he clenched his fists," Is there any else that can go wrong?"