Distant Sounds

Lex's eyes widened as the enormous threat approached. The guard beside them raised a hand, pointing toward the oncoming Hivefiends. "They're relentless. Captain Donovan will need all his help if this attack continues."

The Gatling cannons on the walls roared to life as the guard spoke. The mechanical symphony of gunfire cut through the air.

The couple watched in awe as the deadly hail of bullets tore through the horde. The impact was devastating.

Hivefiends at the forefront of the charge were shredded into pieces, and their grotesque forms crumpled to the ground.

Yet, the relentless tide pressed on, with more Hivefiends surging forward to replace their fallen brethren. Silika readied her Cog Rifle, her eyes focused.

Lex took out his Gearhearts and got ready to fight. The guard turned to them, urgency in his voice. "We need every hand on deck. The captain is waiting. Follow me!"