The icy cold wind blew in from the direction of the sea, stirring the Empire's flag high over the coastline. Under the sword and plough emblem of blue and gold, soldiers and skilled craftsmen were welding today's third anchoring post to the steel framework—the unpackaged Magic Web Runes on the ground not far away shimmered with a faint glow, and sparks from the beams of thermal energy spread on the ground that had just been hardened not long ago. Inside the metal frame, which stood over ten meters high, some copper pipes and heat conduction fins had already been fixed in place, waiting to be connected with the remaining heat pipes.
