The sound of flowing wastewater filled the air through the tunnels of District Ten's underground canals. The pastoral sounds were almost comforting in contrast to the violent corporate war in the streets above.

Suddenly the sounds of a hundred metal feet ringing against the stone reverberated off the walls of the channel. It was a Soulborg extermination squad, wrought from the Great Forge of Tarata to eliminate any hominids that refused to submit to Z.E.T.T.I. subservience. Unbeknownst to these genocidal units, their prey lay hidden, well concealed among the walls, ruins, and side channels, unwilling to bow to their malevolent creations just yet.

"NOW!" Came the hoarse cry of the commander. The best of the Resistance Corpsmen leapt from their concealed positions and began firing at the mass of death machines ahead of them. The cybernetic army fell, one by one, to stolen incendiary rounds. The networked machines did not break pace; instead they lined up to begin firing at the insurgent Mariedians.

“Flaw…flaw…flaw…” came the monotonous voice of the Zetti combine.

The resistance fighters rolled out of the way of the fire, and returned with pulse charges to push the invading robots away from their hidden village. Brilliant blue energy tore through alloy and armor, sending the marauding army back toward the canal. Every attack pulled the resistance fighters forward.

But they were losing. The Blastatrons matched their every tactic, firing at every sneak attack with preemptive intuition. The commander sternly glared at the Soulborg Major that controlled the squad. His men around him were disappearing in globes of force, hopefully some new science the men back at base developed. But the battle was nearing its end, with a victory for the Soulborg.

With a roar, the commander covered the distance between himself and the Major in a mere two strides. He needed to keep them away from main base, where the plan for a slave revolt and rescue of their brethren in Isadora was located.

“FOR MARIEDIAN!!” He cried as he placed an improvised explosive device on the chest of the Major.

The explosion triggered other mines that were strategically placed throughout the canal, causing a cave-in on the extermination squad and the rest of the Resistance Corpsmen. The last thing the commander saw was the intense flaming cloud of destruction that consumed the entirety of the army. His eyes closed as a blurred vision viewed a dark skinned, winged humanoid that carried him away.