The knights fought their way through collapsed corridors and ancient traps, avoiding dormant, powerful weapons.
Reinhardt quietly followed them.
After what felt like hours but played out in fast forward, they reached a structure rising from the earth like a half-buried monolith.
A massive dome, covered in moss. Though the ravages of time had crushed it in places, its shape still hinted at the sophisticated craftsmanship used to build the place, craftsmanship far beyond the current era.
The knight order forced open the doors and entered.
The inside of the building was chaotic, just like it should be. Shattered consoles and machines, weapon schematics projected in holograms, artifacts and data slates scattered like fallen leaves.
Sigh… Reinhardt exhaled slowly. Yes… he had seen similar scenes many times before. This was not new to him.
