Covered head-to-toe in full-body hazflak (a hazardous materials handling suit reinforced with ballistic armor), armed with an advanced bolt rifle that can fire conventional projectiles or be fitted with energy weapon cartridge paks, nobody knows why this mysterious planet-hopping mercenary stepped into the arena on this fateful day in 2043, but they had to know they wouldn't be walking out again.

Dumb, slow, and armed only with his fists, the thug generally only poses threats in large numbers.

Originally developed to mine mineral deposits on asteroids, this robot isn't equipped with any ranged weapons, but its excavation tools have been modified to rend flesh.

These aggressive walking corpses are victims of a parasitic brain slug. The infected quickly die, but the slug continues to manipulate the body's central nervous system, sending the shambling husk ever forward in a relentless search for a new host.

An autonomous helicopter drone fitted with a small energy weapon. Lucky for you, they seem to have gotten the nav chip from one of those robot vacuums.

After re-entry and landing, Soviet cosmonauts ran the risk of being stranded in the Siberian wilderness for days at a time before being recovered. In preparation to defend against Siberian wildlife, they were routinely issued a compact shotgun.

A petty space criminal, currently on the run after ripping off some smuggler in the Kalidasa system, and armed with an amped-up version of the Soviet cosmonaut shotgun.

Just a man whose circumstances went beyond his control, now he's wearing an eyepatch and holding a rocket launcher.

The galaxy's premier assassin, Donita is fast, lean, and frightning. Little is known about her arsenal, as so few who see it live to tell the tale.