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As dusk settled over the land, a shadowy undercurrent stirred in the depths of Tertius.
Unbeknownst to the United Alliance of Tertius preparing for the Inter-Galactic Civilization Duel with the Machinians, a hidden force lurked in the shadows, plotting in secrecy.
Deep within their concealed stronghold, the crimson-clad figures gathered in a dimly lit chamber, their prosthetic limbs gleaming with an eerie metallic sheen.
Whispers filled the air, their conversations hushed and laden with an ominous weight.
A towering cyborg stood at the head of a table adorned with maps of the target nations.
The atmosphere was charged with tension, an unspoken understanding of their shared malevolence.
"Our moment draws near,"
The cyborg declared, his voice carrying a chilling resolve.
"The stage is set, months of preparation later it has finally come the time to show our resolve to Machina"
