No Rest For The Virtuous
The Sea Anemone loomed in the bright green sky like a mechanical god—its sleek, crimson armor gleaming in the sunlight, a symbol of military pride and precision. Built to annihilate the Nevi with a symphony of lasers and guided missiles, it hovered above the city in eerie stillness… until everything went wrong.
Without warning, it stuttered mid-air. Then came the explosion—violent, jarring. Fire burst through its armored plates, sending shockwaves across the rooftops. Below, the streets of Vendecentre erupted into chaos. Parents clutched their children. Screams rose like smoke.
Now mangled and grotesque, the once-mighty weapon twisted in the sky, panels torn open like flayed skin, wires spilling out in twitching tangles. Sparks rained down like dying stars.
And then it fired.
Missiles shrieked toward Vendecentre. More locked onto the military’s mother airship—its own creators. Treason in steel.
Yunica launched into the sky, panic in her eyes, blades drawn—but too late. The Sea Anemone turned on her with lethal precision..
Gravity surged through Kat in a crimson blaze as she shot forward, intercepting the missiles with seconds to spare. The sky lit up behind her. The war machine had lost its mind, and now the city was in its crosshairs. She had to get up there and stop it!
“What’s your super-weapon doing to the city?! And why is it just you out where fighting it? Where’s Yuri? Where’s the army?” Kat exclaimed, her mouth agape while Dusty materialized beside her; his tail curling around Kat’s ankle.*
Yunica paused in the air and turned her head to Kat, her gaze precise and focused. She spoke in her typical stern voice, “The battleship was destroyed, and the chain of command is broken. It’s up to me to stop the Anemone.”