Arrival at the Military Defense Area
The Redrich car cut through the wind as it drove past the outer gates of the Military Defense Area—tall walls reinforced with layers of energy barriers humming faintly in the air. The moment we crossed the threshold, the pressure shifted. The atmosphere became heavier, sharper, as if every molecule carried the weight of discipline and danger.
Soldiers patrolled with precision, their footsteps synchronized. Others trained with weapons I'd never even seen before—some crackling with elemental energy, others glowing with runic circuits.
This wasn't just a military base.
It was the core of the nation's protection against rifts.
