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Ad Victorem Spolias 
 
 I am the last of my kind. Call me... Zed. I first stumbled on the strange protrusion in the ground over an hour ago. It feels like a lifetime. 
 
 I can sense it's power. The constant hum in the air calls to me. I need that power. 
 
 I continue to dig, knowing that time is now short. 
 
 The war ravaged expanse around me still shows the devastating scars of our final battle, right here in my backyard. It was so long ago. We fought valiantly but there were so many of them. They just kept on coming. In the end, only I survived. 
 
 I slowly pry the wrecked chassis from the ground. It once belonged to one of the mine sniffers. I lovingly rub my fingers across it's dull, dirt encrusted surface. How it once shined. 
 
 I deftly pull one of the nearly depleted batteries from my body and insert the new one in it's place. Power surges through me. I kick away a crumbling skull in disgust as I wander off in search of yet more power. 
 
 Humans. I hate them still, even after they have all been destroyed. 
 
 I am the victor. To the victor go the spoils.
