Black Signal

Towering over the battlefield, still ablaze, beset by scorched earth, the riders enrage the sky. Barbaric whips of laser flame spray from their canons, taunting and commanding the machines below. Emerging over the vast wasteland, the endless, industrial forge, looms on the horizon. This is a world destroyed and rebuilt with machine. This is the death of humanity. The spark ignites. The robot army comes online.