Eldgrimm

In the floating city of Brasshaven, where airships rule the skies and steam-powered robots serve coffee, 17-year-old Finn Gearwright is just trying to survive high school at Machina Academy. He’s not a genius inventor like his father, nor a prodigy duelist like his rival, but he does have one thing—dumb luck.

Gears, Girls, and Total Chaos

The Imperial Skyport loomed before them—a massive floating fortress, docked at the edge of the city. The Aetherion—a towering behemoth of brass and steel—hovered in the center, engines humming, cannons gleaming.

Finn, gaping: "That thing is huge."

Zephyria, grinning: "Told you it was worth stealing."

Tess, checking her rifle: "So… what's the plan?"

Zephyria, smirking: "Simple. We sneak aboard, take out the guards, steal the ship, and fly into the sunset."

Finn, flatly: "Nothing about that is simple."

Vespera, adjusting her disguise: "Relax, Finn~. What's the worst that could happen?"

Finn, immediately panicking: "STOP. SAYING. THAT."

Ignis, pointing at the incoming guards: "Oh. Uh. We might have been spotted."

Finn, facepalming: "OF COURSE WE HAVE."

Aurelia, drawing her sword: "Time for Plan B."

Finn, grabbing his wrench: "…Let me guess. It's 'punch everything.'"

Ignis, grinning as she lights a bomb: "And explosions."

Finn, groaning: "I hate this job."

Infiltrating the Airship Dock