An army stands before the gates of the castle, silently awaiting the call to battle.
In their hands they clutch their time-worn axes, bloodied but still razor-sharp as the day they were forged. For two decades, the legion of RG warriors has grown like a virus, thrusting the RG to the head of the metal pack. Fast, flat necks, rabid pickups and double-locking trems combine to create sonic demons from beyond the world of mortals.