Meanwhile, deep within the broken core of Old Haven Tower, a place once regal and mighty—now crumbled by time and battles—Keith and the others prepared in utter silence.
The tower stood like a decayed monument to a forgotten age, stripped bare of its past glory, only bones of steel and concrete left to echo the whispers of what once was.
Its ruined spiral halls and cracked foundation now served as their fortress. They had chosen this battleground deliberately.
It was the only place left where they thought they might stand a chance against Elius.
"We'll engage in Zone V, northeast wing," Keith muttered, crouched over a glowing console embedded into the remains of a rusted pillar. His fingers tapped across a holographic keyboard connected to their AI assistant—codenamed Naraka. "Lay a magnetic dispersion field around the upper levels and reinforce all structural weak points. We're going to bottleneck him."
