The hellish battlegrounds. Filled with agony, despair and death. The ground was filled with all kinds of corpses - burned, beheaded, split in half. Johan could hear the battle cries coming from behind the hill. He got the top of it and saw where the combat had continued. Massive 50m tall titans were evaporating the ground. Dozens of 20m tall battlemechs were shooting at eachother, other smaller bipedal and quadrupedal 5m tall walkers were supporting the 3m tall warriors in armour. And then there were the normal humans, shimmering all over the place like ants. Some getting stomped by the metal gods, some getting simply burned to death from the flames and lazers. He slowly walked over the land of corpses. His feet always landed onto a corpse or burned, crunchy bones of one. If he looked down
