You see some massive war machines rolling across the plains. They are surrounding a central vehicle that is protected by a shield made by the others. There are some small infiltration vehicles nearby some are marked as board and others as distraction.
“Hop on an infiltration vehicle. It will get you close to the war machines.
the central vehicle is open.
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*suddenly a small objects streaks down from the sky toward the ground. Is it a bird? No the speeds are to fast. A spaceship? Not it’s way to small. The object hits into the ground and forms a small crater. What is the object? A bag! Suddenly the bag opens itself and a flaming coat goes flying out. A man sticks his head out from the bag of holding. Warlock Holmes wearing raggedy and scorched clothing* “Wow space fights are brutal. Glad I came back. Anyone have chips? I think I am hungry.”