Fire and iron rain down from the sky after the massive explosion in the air. Bishop stands frozen in place as the group of elderly and children all cheer behind him at the sight of the old droids. The heaps of snow resting on their bodies trail off from the high winds on top of the mountain. Revealing their rusted iron, coated crystalline ice stiffening their movement.
Bishop: "This is where you were this entire time... Watching over us from up above... Like the protectors you are... It all makes sense, why you told us to get to the top of the mountain, to wait here, you didn't abandon us with little instruction like I thought... No, you ensured our safety and prepared us for this very moment"
Bishop walks towards one of the droids, with his hand stretched out, reaching towards its cold rusted body.
The Old Droid: "STAY... BACK"
Bishop immediately pulls his hand back to his side and steps back as he adheres to the old droids words.
The seven old droids on top of the mountain come together, each removing very large artillery from beneath the snow where they emerged from. Dragging them to the edge of the mountain and points them towards the enemies swarming down below them. The high winds quickly blow the snow off of these massive destructive weapons, while the droids melt the ice with the heat radiating from their chest. Meanwhile, the Anderthals, aware of the threat of the old droids, prepare their weapons to retaliate with extreme destructive power. Charging the proton cannons on all their remaining aircraft, aimed directly for the top of the mountain where the droids stand readying their artillery.
Anderthal 15: "Fire the canons!"
Anderthal 16: "But we can't locate a target amidst the heavy hail storm, and we are not close enough for our thermal vision to pick up precise visuals of the targets on top of the mountain. We would be firing blindly"
Anderthal 15: "Fire! Before they attack us again!"
Multiple blasts from the remaining aircraft, decimate the top of the mountain, instantly disintegrating one of the old droids caught in the blast, causing the remaining fragments of its artillery gun to fall down below. Massive boulders of ice and stone explode into the air, falling down below onto the group still awaiting the lift's return.
V: "Up above! Everyone find cover!"
The seven droids on the ground with them look up to the incoming debris falling from above and five of them immediately rush to shield the humans with their bodies. While two of them aim towards the massive boulders of ice, riddling them with rapid-fire from their guns, shredding the large chunk of ice into small bits and pieces like shaved ice on a snowcone, with only some minor chunks of ice and rubble smashing into the ground and shattering instantly.
V: "They just rushed to protect humans... With their own bodies... I thought this was a conflict between two opposing sides. Machines simply fighting over who gets to keep us as their playthings but..."
Axel: "You're wrong... They are different from the horrible machines you've grown accustomed to knowing... My mom said they protected me too when The Primordial came after me. She said they were made before the fall of man, mankind's last protectors... The old droids"
V: "Almost all machines were made before the fall of man kid... That doesn't change a thing... The ones who killed and brought us to near extinction were made before it all happened. So I don't see your point..."
