He leads the way onto the floor, what once might have been a large storage area, but is now devoid of anything but the small, scuttling spider robots. On the far side of the room, a bay door stands open, leading to a wide, reinforced hallway, likely once sued to move heavy materials. Now, however, an ancient-looking construct, the size of a treant, stands, along one wall. Unlike almost everything here, however, it beings to hum, as they approach, small lights in the eye sockets glowing. "S-s-sS-Sta-State y<em>Y</em>-y-your b-b-b--- ERROR Malfunction. Resetting... St<em>A</em>te your Buis<em>NESS</em>,<em>UN</em>author<em>i</em>zzzed native f<em>au</em>na. Ex-extr<em>act</em>ion proto<em>COLS</em>acti<em>VAT</em>ing in two minutes."<br/><br/>"What... what's it saying?" Ashara asks, not comprehending its ancient language.