We walked over to the cliff.
Suddenly, two robots rolled out of the temple, and unfolded.
They looked like enlarged robotic Woodlice enchanced with laser guns, and standing on two of their six legs.
"Freeze!" One shouted.
"The natives have got more futuristic." I whispered to Grunt.
They cave a chirping sound off and 3 more came out.
They circled the army, and Slim and the guru walked out of the temple.
"Like my new idea, Robolice?" The guru said.
The five 'Robolice' aimed their guns.
Suddenly, a hole army of Sligs parachuted out from nowhere and landed around the Robolice.
The robolice suddenly transformed into mobile mode and rolled to the guru.
"You are so out numbered!" Ziggy laughed.
"You may think that, Zigget, but you are the ones who are out numbered."
The hole army peared down the cliff.
About 1 million Mudarchers, tommahawkers and Robolice stood below us.
We parachuted into the valley.
The mudarchers were shooting at us like we were swarming wasps.
Sligs all around me were falling because their paracute had been shot.
But the sligs survived the fall.
Suddenly, a robolouse aimed, and fired.
Me, Monty, Richey, Grunt, Slug and Zigget stared at the blue ball of energy aiming for me.
It split up into six and hit our parachutes.
They vaporised, and we fell down onto the mud...
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