The tent was a mile from the Ring. Inside, Hyong stared in silence at the screens that displayed the drone feeds.
The machine approximated a humanoid shape immense in scale. Data overlays measured it at nearly a kilometer in height.
Length, rather. It lay in the snow severely damaged. Much of what would have been its back and most of both legs were missing, sheared off precisely and cleanly. It remained operational despite the damage and appeared to be crawling away from the Ring.
Captain Kim said, “It is emitting a signal.”
“Yes,” said Hyong. “It has woke the rest.”