Salvation! The Yuuzhan Vong War is coming to an end and the New Alliance Transcendence Organization, or N.A.T.O. is losing much of the known galaxy by the extra-galactic invaders. Closer to the end of the losing conflict, N.A.T.O, knowing they have...
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The Warders, after dealing with C.S.A.T.'s Cyborg troopers head for the city, it showed few signs of life; the streets are littered with flickering lampposts, overturned cars, fires, crumbling buildings and cracked pavement as well as a darkened sky.
Mark: *[Checking his Cybertronian optics]* What is this place?
Nymph, sensing the very few signs of life in the desolate world her and her cousins, brothers and sisters' are in shakes her head in worry. She turns upwards at the dark clouds forming together.
Oj: There's got to be something we can to get information.
Spyro: Maybe me and Spydon can fly up ahead and-
Nymph: No. We stay together!
Oj: [Ponders] What about the new recruits.
Nymph: They're not ready Ohmal.
Aeniel: We don't want to place them in danger.
Flame: *[Sees what looks like a computer lab]* Look!
The team of Warders go to barley lightened computer lab. They see a makeshift cybernetic surgery room inside of the seemingly abandoned auto plant.
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Nymph: Lydia, do your thing. And nice suit.
"Thanks." Lydia said as crackled her hands together and started typing buttons on the computer.
A short moment later. . .
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