The elder of the Mechanical Court hummed, still quietly observing the outside world through the porthole.
Beyond the transparent glass porthole, towering mechas stood firmly upon the earth.
Two mechas, their blue and white liveries facing each other, allowed their mech pilots to see one another through the portholes of their cockpits, positioned at the same height.
"Let's smash them to pieces today!"
An old-guard mech pilot from the previous batch of reserves came forward with a fierce smile on his lips.
The top brass must have gone mad to allow artificial humans to lay their hands on the city's greatest technological creation, perhaps it was the disgusting strife among the factions that made their superiors hold their noses and compromise, but as proud natural humans, they should make the higher-ups see the folly of their decision.