War is here. The Agents gather their tools. Long knives glitter in the shadows of the Spires, the Old Cities echo to the crack and roar of rifle fire, nightmarish mechanical guardians lurk below the sands of blasted deserts. Unthinkable technologies are forged each day, in blasphemous laboratories buried far from the light. Men are mutilated and modified until they resemble machines; machines are twisted to think like men.
War is here. Your enemies draw closer by the day, under cover of a fickle and fraudulent peace, and you are not ready. They are faster, stealthier, stronger. They can see further and shoot more accurately. Their weapons are terrifying, their technology overwhelming. You must arm yourself for the inevitable conflict or be crushed beneath the boots of your rivals.
War is here, Agent, and you must make ready to fight.
Unleash the Machines of War.