He paused, then shook his head slightly. "No. Not exactly."
His gaze shifted across the damaged patterns etched into the bedrock. "These runes are extremely old. Many segments show heavy degradation from time itself. This isn't a complete formation."
After a moment, he concluded, "It seems this planet once belonged to an ancient civilization—one that left behind a powerful and mysterious array. The Minotaurs are merely using fragments of it… and even that much has proven troublesome."
"That's nothing we can't handle," Jarvis said dismissively.
He flicked his hands and continued issuing orders. "Prepare the fighter squadrons and the mech units for immediate deployment. The fighters are to neutralize any aerial threats the Minotaurs can still muster. At the same time, they will provide cover for the construction swarms as they establish preliminary settlements across the planet."
