As you find your planet-legs within these ruins, take heed of its ghosts. Wraiths of shining metal wander its halls, on a hunt that will never end. They used to be this city's protectors, but they have grown feral without their leash. To them, all are trespassers. All must be destroyed.
I tried to speak to them, to prepare for your fall. I thought my voice might be soothing. Familiar. That it would stir some long forgotten instinct, locked deep within their code.
But their ears were deaf to me. They only listen to each other now. Not even the System can reach them, and neither you nor I can subdue them.
There was one of your kind who could reforge them. Perhaps you can too. It is the only way you'll have their aid.