After a long day’s grueling journey through the desert, where the wind howled like a beast and the sand seemed to burn with the unrelenting heat of the sun, Venganza finally found herself in the heart of the port city. She was worn out, her clothes clinging to her skin, her hair matted with sweat, but none of that mattered now. The city was alive, a vibrant tapestry of noise, color, and energy—a stark contrast to the solitude and silence of the desert that had nearly suffocated her. From every direction, the sounds of merchants calling out their wares, children laughing and shouting in the streets, and the clatter of hooves against cobblestone mixed together in a chaotic symphony of urban life.Venganza, however, didn’t feel the pulse of life around her. She felt only the storm that had just struck within her—an unsettling premonition, a psychic echo of something to come. It rang in her mind, as clear and sharp as the sound of a bell tolling in the dead of night. She stopped, her breat

Maleek’s mind buzzed with confusion as he grappled with the enigma that was Venganza’s recent behavior. The transformation was so sudden, so stark, that it left him feeling unmoored, adrift in a sea of questions. Just hours ago, Venganza had been an indomitable adversary—her power and resolve legendary. She had been a force of nature, wielding magic with an iron will, unrelenting and terrifying. But now, she seemed almost… human. Her once-impassive demeanor had cracked, revealing flashes of something more vulnerable, more uncertain. She had delivered cryptic warnings, barely more than fragments of sentences, laced with strange, unspoken meaning. Those words, dripping with veiled threats and unfulfilled promises, lingered in Maleek’s mind like a riddle he couldn’t solve.“What the hell was that about?” Maleek muttered to himself, his brows furrowing in perplexity. The words tumbled out before he could even stop them. It wasn’t just confusion that gnawed at him now. It was unease—a grow

High above a plateau to the north, Venganza stood at the edge, her silhouette barely visible against the backdrop of a vast, oppressive desert stretching to the horizon. The sun, relentless and burning, cast its scorching rays over the land, turning the sands below into a shimmering, blistering expanse. The wind was merciless, carrying the scent of sulfur and ash from the erupting volcanic valleys nearby. She stood still, her eyes fixed on the holographic display before her, which flickered with the images of Maleek and his crew crossing the vast desert. Though it had only been a few days since their departure, they were still a considerable distance away from the inner sanctum of the Illuminarium Region. But Venganza had a head start. A few days' lead, in fact, which was an advantage that she would not squander.With a slight, calculated smirk on her face, she let her eyes linger on the desert stretch. The hologram zoomed in on Maleek, the enigmatic leader of the resistance, and his

As the group arrived at the imposing Arena Forge City, Maleek couldn't help but be captivated by the encased city, its ominous silhouette contrasting with the billowing smoke that tainted the skies, casting an even darker shadow over the surroundings. Determined to infiltrate the city discreetly, Maleek, Shangus and the rest of the group abandoned their veruns, programming them to return to Seti Port City autonomously.Maleek, Shangus, and the others abandoned the veruns, setting them to return to Seti Port City. The group watched recon the city for hours until they devised a plan. They constantly shipped raw materials into the town via hovercraft transport ships. On the end of the desert, natural quarts of material mined from the rigs; and brought here to be processed into usable material. The processed material would be sent to the ship and machine yards within the inner regions. Shangus would lead the group into the city by sneaking on one of the transport ships.Maleek, Shangus, P

A thousand years ago, suspended high above the roiling waves of the Kimbazi Sea, an air of palpable tension engulfed the ship bay of the General Infritus airship. The metallic echoes resonated with an eerie stillness, setting the stage for the unfolding drama. In the dimly lit chamber, Shangus and Nueira, prisoners confined within the confines of the colossal airship, grappled with the harsh reality of their predicament. Both were ensnared by the unforgiving grip of magical dampening collars, snugly fastened around their necks, pulsating with otherworldly energy that stifled any attempt at defiance.Nueira, once a strikingly beautiful woman with an olive-hued complexion and brownish-red locks, now bore the weight of captivity etched on her features. A few strands of silver adorned her hair, a testament to her trials. Her eyes, pools of fear and determination, locked onto Shangus, who stood beside her, equally enchained and burdened by the foreboding atmosphere that permeated the airshi