When the Dust Settled: As the wind blows on this fateful Martian day, I see individual grains of sand fly by my head as I look out into the deserted city that was once teeming with life. Humanity once had a name for this city, but that too was lost to the conflict. This metropolis has been through hell and is currently fighting a new enemy, nature. What Humanity has claimed for more than a century is being reclaimed by its rightful owner... The sound of the wind is becoming more intense by the second... But, I continue to press on. I come to halt as I see a blurred figure on the ground. I move in closer for a better look and I recognize the beast to be a Cabalt. The monstrosity has multiply gun shot wounds to the upper torso and is moaning in extreme pain. The behemoth turns his neck ever so slightly and looks directly at me... I sadly look at him and take pity on the creature as I pull out my rifle... One shot is all that it took, clean right through the head. As, the sound recedes into the dunes the wind starts to engulf the surrounding area. I take refuge in a run down factory and use the supplies I scavenged off of the Cabalt to make a decent camp site. As I rest my head, all I can think of is the role I will play to Humanity and especially the Traveler. I wake to footsteps right outside the factory. I assume they wanted revenge for their fallen comrade. At that moment when I stepped outside to the greetings arms of my enemy. I know for a fact, as I unsheathe my blade, all hell was about to break loose...