O.3.2

There are sounds the land teaches you to fear. This is one of them. The deep rumble. The shaking of the ground. Dust rising around things that were once living beings, now welded into engines, armor, and weapons. Ribcages burning as radiators. Limbs stretched into banners. Flesh replaced with metal. Machinery fed with flesh.

Their weapons are raised. Their beasts are hungry. The Raiders are coming.