Built to train. Rewired to maim. The Trainer Bots were meant to help up-and-coming Wild Things work on their left hook. Then someone flipped the switch. Now they’re glitchy, punch-happy sparring machines with no off-button and no concern for safety protocols. These bruiser bots don’t ask questions—they just swing. And the best part? They're available to anyone with a few eddies and no moral compass. Cheap, mean, and entirely replaceable, Trainer Bots are the perfect addition to any crew that values fists over finesse. Just hope they don’t decide you’re the target.
