After a long period of preheating, the modified 89-horsepower steam engine on the locomotive finally emitted wisps of white smoke.
The onlookers were not unfamiliar with this—who in Nancy hasn't seen a steam engine?
However, when the steel behemoth first trembled slightly, shaking off insects perched on the weeds flanking the tracks, the crowd immediately gasped and stepped back.
The locomotive marked "Future" trembled again, emitted a piercing squeal, and then began to slowly move, pulling eight carriages.
The immense steel body exuded a terrifying force that touched everyone's soul.
"Almighty Jesus!" Father Weiina stared at the sparks flying from the train's chimney, clutching the silver cross on his chest, murmuring, "Is this the fire-breathing Red Horse from Revelation..."
The young man working at the ironworks smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, this is actually a kind of steam engine..."
