Once they arrived at the base, Lanmar spotted the blue cattle that Elena kept mentioning many times. "Dammit! You even ended up with a big herd of the Terakos!"
"The Tera what?!!" Elena cleared her throat, "Listen, we call these the blue cattle!"
"…"
Lanmar didn't know how to respond to her weird naming, but the next minute, he was destined to receive another surprise, way longer this time.
His earlier curiosity was instantly satisfied, and replaced by a cold, hollow dread, by the sight of the thousands upon thousands of shimmering, bright pieces of mechanical debris scattered like a silver sea on the other bank of the river.
"Damn! How many of those did you kill?!"
Lanmar's voice cracked as he stared across the river. The sheer volume of broken machine parts covering the landscape on the other bank was staggering. Twisted limbs, shattered alloys, and cracked white plating lay in heaps, forming a metallic graveyard that stretched for hundreds of meters.
