The ground was covered in broken glass from the buildings being devoured by the earth. Any further into the rusty canyons would be death.

We stopped there and called for the crawlers. Soon the armored vehicles on tractor treads rumbled out of the desert, driven by grim faced men.

We watched as they stormed the city.

The earth gave a rumble and metallic tentacles rose from the ground. The earth would not give up its claim to the dead city. Explosions filled the air and the tentacles began falling, never to rise again.

The crawlers fought the earth and won.

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