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JYMM03 boarded the transport mech, beginning the descent into the Clanker $OIL mines. Strange mechanical noises reverberated in the tunnels. Whispers of rusted gears and broken clockwork echoed, but no signs of life appeared.  

Its metallic boots clicked on the cold stone floor as dim lights flickered, casting eerie shadows over towering gears and pistons. The air reeked of oil and decay. Something was off. The usual hum of machinery was replaced by faint, unsettling echoes.  

A guttural screech pierced the darkness. JYMM03’s sensors scanned the source: a network of collapsed, rusted machinery. But as it ventured deeper, the disturbance became clearer.  

It wasn’t just malfunctioning systems—it was sabotage. Suddenly, JYMM03’s optical sensors locked onto distant figures. Shapes moved in the shadows.  

“Rustborn?” It thought. The Rogue Temporans who rejected the Great Clanker $OIL and are rusting as a result. Were they here and if yes why? 
Perhaps preparing for a final attack?

Keeping up with the developing lore from the community?