Debrideur Rapidgator 🆒

She could have taken a scalpel, slow and methodical, but the film of biofilm had roots that reached into fragile tissues, and time had worn someone’s patience thin. The Rapidgator's instruction was simple and noncommittal: set depth, sweep, and let the microplasma pull away rot without touching what was vital. Mara set the depth with a spin of a dial, the clicks measured like a metronome: shallow enough to spare the graft, deep enough to remove the necrotic mass. She inhaled. The room was quiet enough to hear the synth's faint mechanical breathing.