Phase 1 -The Temple of the Revenant - Omicron 82

[Unlucky_Soul]

Crankshaft rested a bit.The creation bay was where he found release. His body ached for iridium, but how could he assimilated it when it was running low. He fought through the temptations by concentrating on work and remembering the old days.
He then had a flashback. Memories of days long gone. He remembered the time when he was a young he accompanied his elders on the hunts. He would stay at a safe distance and watch as they staked their prey in the open grassland. How he missed watching the playful Khurlya scampering around mischievously and the lumbering Khardoot.

Suddenly he shot up. "Khardoot" he said aloud. He remembered those magnificent beasts. Powerful and well armored. He remembered their survival tactic of the adults forming a circle around their vulnerable young shielding them with their heavy bulk and armor. He suddenly had an idea. He was soon crafting and was lost in his work.

After a long time he got up stretched himself a bit. With a satisfied look walked away from the console. In the screen this image was displayed.

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