Chapter 21: The New Order
The Rust King’s fortress was silent. The great engines that had once belched smoke and corruption now hummed with a steady, rhythmic pulse. Kaelen stood atop the central spire, looking out over the Ironroot Peninsula. The grey haze of the Wasteland seemed a little less oppressive, the ground a little more stable beneath the influence of his newly synthesized fortress. Below, the Ironclad stared in stunned silence. Mara was the first to move. She approached the base of the fortress, her spear held loosely, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and awe. Kaelen descended the rusted stairs, his Rust-Proof Exoskeleton absorbing the vibrations of the machinery. He looked at Mara. "Your territory," Kaelen said, his voice echoing slightly within the helm. "It's mine now." Mara swallowed hard. S
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