O-Tech Kuwolf> This tower is coming apart. We’ll need shield loadouts to protect the surrounding structures. Expect momentary radio silence from me, I am opening canopy.

O-Tech Sven> Lining up shield protectors for loadout.

O-Tech Valentina> hahaha

O-Tech Sven> Welcome to help~

O-Tech Valentina> Configuring loadouts. Squadron disperse hexagon pattern.

Ghost 0> Guys! You rule!

O-Tech Sven> And your magnetic stunt may have cracked the structure on that tower.

Ghost 0> Or maybe that super laser.

O-Tech Valentina> There’s going to be a heap of shit about that.

O-Tech Kuwolf> First we protect the city below the tower. We worry about review boards later. Taking position near an airship, I think it is that French magic ship.

The metal men descended from the sky into the city of Threshold. The synthvixens aboard the airship thought nothing of it, and continued directing civilian traffic away from the tower.

The guard captain, however, looked at these metal men hoisting heavy shields of blue light. He looked at his wizard staff and again at the metal men and knew the outside world had grown in ways he had never imagined.