...So it is done. I heard his dying cry.
His bloodline was the strongest of the armored ones, possessed of carapaces like unto stone. Yet even they were not impervious to the metal fiends' onslaught.
It took but one to raze their nest. Even now, its terrible form doth linger in my mind─the four jaws that ravened 'neath a shroud of steel...
And to the few who escaped the carnage, life has gifted naught but despair. They yearn for vengeance, though our enemy has long since quit this place.
As thou hast witnessed, they now turn all too quickly to indiscriminate violence... Alas, this only feedeth the fires of their guilt─never doth it quell them.
Nay, I fear that only death hath that power.