The King’s Fury

The men who witnessed their king's collapse burned with fury. Their loyalty turned into desperation as they grabbed their weapons and charged. Word of the attack spread across the city like wildfire. Hundreds of armed men flooded the palace grounds, determined to avenge their fallen leader.

Laura Zenith observed the chaos from atop the steps of the palace. The magnetic containment field hummed faintly in the background, a reminder of the kingdom’s ambitions. Gorpus was still embedded in the field, unconscious but alive.

“What is this?” Laura asked, her sharp eyes scanning the enormous structure.

“It looks like they were trying to build some kind of weapon,” Stacy Thorn replied, narrowing her gaze. “A monarch’s kingdom, and by the looks of him,” she gestured to the fallen Gorpus, “he’s probably a tyrant. Why else would they invest so much into a weapon like this?”