C844 Pre-empt

District 13.

Discovery One hovered in midair.

A thick chain extended from below, and just as it was lifting upwards, a Mining vehicles appeared from within the depression.

Two robots stood at the bottom of the arena, slowly approaching.

As Truman watched from the barrier, he felt that the Mining vehicles were already filled to the brim.

"How's your analysis?" He turned to a woman beside him