"Don't worry too much about it for now, it's very rare for a fortress to be destroyed. Your priority is to stay alive. Ah, we're on our way to the armory."
They entered a room filled with sophisticated weapons, from futuristic bows to plasma rifles and energy-pulsing blades. A man in a white coat greeted them with a stern look.
"Welcome, recruit." he said in a neutral tone.
"I'm Chief Engineer Karad. Here, every weapon tells a story. A story of survival. And you're going to write a new one."
Maxime quickly observed the man in the white coat with a strange look.
"He talks as if he were a pnj in a video game." he thought silently.
As if sharing the same thoughts, Varek laughed aloud.
"Stop acting like the mysterious guys who guard the armor in movies and video games, otherwise the youngsters will mistake this battlefield for a game like Eternity." he exclaimed, laughing as he addressed Karad.
But the latter ignored him completely.
