The Storyteller's head is covered with beads of sweat, his face grimacing in pain. He rubs his temples. "That

The Storyteller's head is covered with beads of sweat, his face grimacing in pain. He rubs his temples. "That is how the revolution of the five Technic League outcasts ended. Fortunately, they were found and eliminated before the metal ants finished constructing... whatever it was they were building."