“I never seen these strange ruins before. They look so mechanical, if not crude and primitive. The long nuzzle is supposed to be some kind of cannon, and inside is some room or chamber to control the ruin - which turns out to be some kind of vehicle.”
“There is also a zeta mark at the sides. I don’t know what exactly do they mean by that, but they must have been invoking some kind of arcane power. I also see some 8’s or eternity symbols, so they might be a nation of sorcerer-mechanics who are looking for immortality. But all I see here are some broken vehicles and nothing more –”
“Oh my Faust, I saw some torn bodies! One of them looks like it’s being ripped apart by an angry changeling, the other by some Timberwolf. Not even they could withstand the Everfree Forest’s perils.”
“What’s that? I see some kind of human. He looks like the dead men, and he’s running towards me.”
“Ааа! Что это за монстр?!”
“I quickly deflect his bullets with my magical shield. I know what are bullets - but these are more sharper than the ones used in Griffonstone. Perhaps it would be better to find out more about his army of twisted immortals or whatever they are - so I put him to sleep with another spell, closing his mind.”
“Now, in a prison cell somewhere in Canterlot Castle, he better tell us what the heck is he and his army doing here in the Everfree Forest, and what do they want from us. He should be lucky that I didn’t burn him yet.”