It was like a tide.
The first sign of collapse came from a blaring call that finally managed to reach them.
"Get out of there! Get out of there now! The fossils are coming!" Master Quinn's voice thundered through the line like an air raid siren.
See, the master mechanic had gone out of his way to avoid this exact nightmare.
He had specifically taken a separate hovercraft, rushing straight to the Duke's capital manor just to dodge any probing questions about who exactly had made the Duke's mecha. He had even congratulated himself for the foresight.
Yet somehow, despite all that effort, he still ended up dealing with this.
Those damned fossils actually mobilized!
And it had taken him ages before he finally managed to connect to anyone for some godforsaken reason.
