Alarms blare as the massive robotic arms power up, swirling to life in the mechanized suiting chambers. Grasping heavy armored plates, they rapidly turn and mount them to Terra's genetically enhanced super soldiers. Part by part, they are layered in impenetrable armor until finally, their black helm is slowly lowered over their eyes to conceal their tough and manly battle-scarred faces.

Their breath rasps out in cold synthetic hisses as they mount their gladius’, shoulder their shields, and lift their rifles for war. Now, all that is left that marks their Humanity is the gleaming white bone painted atop their stark black armor. Where they go death follows, for they are the XI Legion: The Legion of Doom.

They know where the vile Clone Lord is, and now they are coming for his head. There is only one problem, there is an army of demons between them.

That's fine, load the gravity torpedoes!