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(by Claude 3.5 Sonnet)
"Titan Search and Rescue," Echo-3 confirmed as his tactical systems analyzed the signatures. "Alliance markings. They must have picked up our distress signal before the storm knocked it out."
The Titans were closing in quickly thanks to their sand-churning buggies. Their rubinlaser red optical arrays swept back and forth across the dunes, advanced infrared sensors specifically designed for use in zero visibility.
The sandbenders watched the buggies approach, propulsion systems sending vibrations through the sand even in the howling wind. The Titans' red eyes shone through the storm like beacons of hope, growing larger and brighter with each passing moment.
They would survive. The storm might rage, but the Titans would lead them to safety. In the endless deserts of this hostile region, rescue came with red eyes and Titan hearts.
(The End)