Claws!

The drone began its descent. The humans were at the other end of the marquee standing around consulting each other as they did daily. It plummeted down then just before impact the engines gave a high burst of speed to stabilise the unit. As the ground was uneven; the drone used its counterbalance to send itself into the marquee. Once it had landed, a small aerial shot out and bathed the metal in a blue glow. The metal instantly crept to life. It slowly crept towards the wood; then when all the units were in position they made their attack. The wood, having been damp for many days, splintered easily and the claws began to chew up the floor. As the wood began to tear, the noise suddenly attracted the attention of one of the humans.

‘Rogue metal!’

‘What? Where?’

One by one, they began to walk away. They had no hope of stopping them.