Creak, creak.
The interior of the SATD groaned as it tore through the dense fog of nether energy; its massive frame shook slightly with every movement forward.
The sound echoed through the cabin in uneven intervals, metal scraping against metal in a way that made Will narrow his eyes in annoyance.
The vehicle was fast, devastating, and heavily armed, yet the noises it produced right now reminded him far too much of an old bullock cart struggling uphill rather than a high-end biomechanical war machine meant to dominate hostile terrain.
"Why is the mighty SATD making noises like a bullock cart?" Will mocked as he leaned back into his seat, gripping the armrest while the vehicle continued its relentless advance through the fog-choked forest.
The outside world was barely visible through the reinforced viewing panels.
Thick layers of grey-black mist twisted unnaturally, infused with nether energy that corroded the environment slowly but surely.
