Ryker stepped forward, surveying the mountains of raw timber and the disciplined lines of laborers waiting for his command. "You've done a hell of a job hauling this wood. Now, it's time to break ground on something bigger than a fortified outpost. We are building the King's Citadel—the absolute command center that bridges the lowlands and the high crags."
Gorg, Thrum, and Brok slammed their fists against their chests in unison, letting out low, guttural growls of absolute obedience.
Ryker closed his eyes for a brief second, pulling up the neural system interface in his mind. 'System, bring up the optimal blueprint for a King's Citadel that integrates lowland defenses with high-altitude aerial mobility. Give me the breakdown.'
[Ding! Accessing megastructure architectural database. Displ
