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Compared to the Mk. IVs, the Mk. Vs might not have seemed all that different. They were a bit bigger, sure, but the Mk. IVs were still pretty huge. The color scheme was the same. The Mk. Vs had all the Mk. IVs' weapons. They had the same beady, glowing eyes on their little, domed heads.

Really, there was only one major feature that set them apart.

But what a feature it was.

The Cage System.

Of all his brainchildren, the Cage System was near the top. He'd come up with it when trying to think of how best to take advantage of all the extra space in the Mk. V's torso. It seemed a waste to just cram more weapons in there--though he'd ended up doing that, too, of course.

The Cage System was designed to capture targets of an extremely high threat level. In fact, it was one of the ways in which he planned to catch himself a pet god. He wasn't yet sure if it would actually work, of course, since he'd never had any suitable test subjects for it--other than feldeaths, perhaps, but he didn't want to count those annoying jerks.

Lamont and Jackson, though?

They were looking quite suitable, indeed.

He set all four of the freshly combined Robert Mk. Vs to target them as they drew close. But targeting didn't mean engaging them directly. Instead, the Mk. Vs cloaked themselves with Invisibility. For now, their only goal was to position themselves and bide their time.

The marshals, meanwhile, were hoping to keep him pressured and focused on the two of them so that he couldn't obliterate their little buddies--which was a wise strategy, because he very much wanted to do that.