Chapter 28: The Journey
The fortress moved. It was no longer a stationary bastion; it was a mobile command center, a behemoth of synthesized metal and pulsing bio-organic tissue. Kaelen stood on the observation deck, his Rust-Proof Exoskeleton vibrating with the machine's power. Below, the Ironclad marched in formation. They were no longer a ragtag group of scavengers. Clad in their new High-Density Alloy armor, they moved with mechanical precision. Mara led them, her new spear glowing with integrated mana. They were heading northwest, toward the coordinates Kaelen had extracted from the fortress core. The Research Station. The Wasteland was different from this perspective. The toxic miasma seemed to part before the fortress's energy field. The ground, once treacherous, was flattened by the massive treads. Su
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