Threshold of extinction

Witness the new masters

The clank of steel walking forward to assume control of this plane of mortal drama

The less the sun shines, the more is lost

Out of sight, just below the horizon

A new race to rule arising

From the ashes of a world laid waste

Crumbling grounds shaping anew

Entities from beyond

A bloodred sky

Industrial creature to ring the ears of any humanoids around

Grinding echoes hiss piston movement erecting assemblies of plate chaos