Gun Bill stretched. The reunion room was crowded, filled to the brim with all guards, and even guards from other villages.
They lacked space on the round table for everyone, so the guards of other villages stood around it. A bright hologram shone on the round table.
A map of the area and the under villages near it, the surface and any remaining buried building, and the Gragas, Behies, and other creature's nests.
"The death ray has been confirmed, the source of Bill's was precise. The surface has become a warzone between the Terminal Slayers and corps' soldiers."
A tall robot painted white, with three eyes on its face said. His clothes were formal, almost too formal for the setting of a village, pants, a suit, and a tall fur-trimmed white coat.
At his words' mechanical command, the map zoomed on the surface, and the figures of Terminal Slayers and other robots appeared, waging intense warfare.
