Chapter 23: The Ironclad's Task
Kaelen stood on the outer balcony of the fortress, overlooking the Scrap Fields. The wind howled, but his Rust-Proof Exoskeleton rendered him impervious to the elements. Below, the Ironclad were gathered, their patchwork armor gleaming dully in the grey light. Mara stood at the forefront, her spear held vertically. She looked up at Kaelen, her face a mask of stoic acceptance. Kaelen didn't speak. He projected his voice through the fortress's external speakers, a cold, metallic sound that echoed across the wasteland. "The fortress requires resources," Kaelen stated. "You will gather them." He activated the Remote Command interface in his mind. A holographic map of the surrounding area appeared in the air above the Ironclad. Three locations were highlighted. "Location Alpha: The Bone Ya
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