Some war-robots with dying batteries are stomping beats through terrifying landscapes
of giant mountains topped with scrap-metal.
A long journey into noisy battles of grinding and shuffling beat-up beats and noises,
surrounding the enemy, enclosing a space of excited, fervid sounds, crawling like a
colony of army-ants with antennas right towards you.
Prepare! → get your rusty laser-sword out and march along.
