They reached the Imperial base, and…
Finn, staring in horror: "That's not a superweapon. That's a city on legs."
The Iron Leviathan stood taller than a mountain, gears grinding, steam pouring from its vents.
Aurelia, piloting the ship lower: "That thing is weeks from completion. If we act now, we can stop it before it launches."
Ignis, grinning: "So… loud or quiet?"
Zephyria, adjusting her glasses: "Both."
Finn, groaning: "…Why do I even ask?"