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 team lay sprawled in the sand, the burning wreckage of the train illuminating the desert night.

Finn, groaning: "I think I have sand in my brain."

Aurelia, brushing herself off: "That would explain a lot."

Ignis, grinning despite the bruises: "THAT. WAS. AWESOME."

Zephyria, checking the stolen documents: "We got what we came for. We need to move before Imperial reinforcements arrive."

Liora, grinning as she holds up the files: "Oh, they're gonna be so mad~."

Finn, sitting up: "…Can we not get shot at for, like, five minutes?"

Tess, checking her scanner: "Not an option. We've got three Imperial airships inbound."

Vespera, smirking: "Let's steal one!"

Sand, Bruises, and Regrets