The Battle of Nexarion Prime

Nestled amidst the stark beauty of crimson skies and verdant jungles teeming with life, the deserts of Nexarion Prime were a strategic nexus of power, a bastion coveted by rival factions seeking dominance over the planet's wealth of rare earth metals. Since the Treaty of Ras Algethi had been broken, the factions coming to blows had become just as inevitable as the cycling of day into night.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the dunes, the air crackled with tension and anticipation. Drop pods rained down from the starfleet in orbit, delivering the fighting men and machines to the appointed place. Mech squads dutifully assembled on the battlefield, their sleek frames gleaming in the dusk, with their pilots clad in their faction colors, and each of them bearing the weight of history and ambition on their shoulders.