Here is where the vo-matoran not only reside, but work as well. Massive beams support high cables flowing with a billion volts of electricity... but they're contained enough to keep lightning from showering down. Smaller beams support lesser cables closer to the ground with less zappy-zap.This is the Grid, the power heart for the city. If this Metru went down, all of Atero Nui would suffer a major blackout. It's a good thing this sub-city has dedicated matoran keeping it running!
Two Metru's down, fifteen to go. Of course, the more I free the matoran from the boundries of morality, the more the toa will take notice. If it comes to it, I can easily dispatch the Mangai, but I was hoping that they too would join me.
One lone Vo-matoran approaches, unaware that a mastermind is watching her behind an illusion hidden in the shadows... She will be the first.
Two Metru's down, fifteen to go. Of course, the more I free the matoran from the boundries of morality, the more the toa will take notice. If it comes to it, I can easily dispatch the Mangai, but I was hoping that they too would join me.
One lone Vo-matoran approaches, unaware that a mastermind is watching her behind an illusion hidden in the shadows... She will be the first.
City corruption: 1%
Well that's extremely odd. The Vo-Matoran appears to have tripped over a trowel, dropping her Shadow Leech!
And there appears to be an oddly-coloured Matoran walking away with a suspiciously Shadow Leech-shaped bulge in his large towel.
Two Metru's down, fifteen to go. Of course, the more I free the matoran from the boundries of morality, the more the toa will take notice. If it comes to it, I can easily dispatch the Mangai, but I was hoping that they too would join me.
One lone Vo-matoran approaches, unaware that a mastermind is watching her behind an illusion hidden in the shadows... She will be the first.
City corruption: 1%
Well that's extremely odd. The Vo-Matoran appears to have tripped over a trowel, dropping her Shadow Leech!
And there appears to be an oddly-coloured Matoran walking away with a suspiciously Shadow Leech-shaped bulge in his large towel.
Greaaat...
I moved outwards, still completely invisible, and immediately freed a group of eight Vo-matoran on their way to work.
Shadows flit across the desert ground outside the city, rapidly approaching the metru. Were one to look up, they would see the massive cloud of robots causing the shadows... Looks like the toa talking about doom robot armies were right.