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As if the time of her arrival had been a cue, a pair of structures that tower over former ironworks spark to life. Tendrils of energy spark from one to the other, before a massive portal hums into being. Silos and roofs open in a flurry of mechanical activity, before Sentinels begin pouring forth like bees from a hive.

"PROUD CITIZENS OF THE REPUBLIC OF MICHIGAN, THIS IS OUR DAY! THE IMPURE ARE GATHERED IN ONE PLACE, AND NOW IS THE TIME IN WHICH WE WILL CLEANSE THEM FROM THE EARTH! THE SWARMS WILL BE LEADERLESS. WE WILL HAVE WON. KNOW THAT YOU ON THE FRONT LINES OF THE ASSAULT ARE THE CHAMPIONS OF OUR RACE! THE ONE RACE! THE TRUE RACE! HUMANITY PREVAILS!" A booming network of speakers echoes across the city, as traditionally massive and smaller, human-piloted Sentinels, take flight towards the portal.