The descent into the lab felt endless, the elevator whirring softly as Fiore followed Reginald into the depths below Silverwoods. When they finally arrived, the doors slid open to reveal a huge space illuminated by sterile white lights. It was far larger than Fiore had expected—likely even larger than the mansion itself above.
Machines hummed quietly in the background, their low sounds mixing with the faint clicks of keyboards and the shuffle of feet from the technicians who bustled about in lab coats. In the center of the room stood a massive machine, its towering frame dwarfing everything else. It was an ominous presence, like some mechanical giant looming over the entire lab.
Fiore's mind raced. How long had this been here? How had Reginald kept it hidden so well? Did Lance know abou
