Kieran's POV
The following days were a crash course in Valerius legacy. The Aethelgard foundry we knew in our old city? was just a small branch. The main branch here in aethlgard Country was a beast.
A sprawling, fortified complex dedicated to one thing: manufacturing power. Superweapons. The term covered everything from city-leveling artillery infused with elemental magic to sleek, enchanted sidearms. For military use, for "home defense," for ensuring Valerius remained a name that inspired awe and fear in equal measure.
Our sister, Nova, had been our brisk, efficient guide. She showed us the blueprints, the forges, the R&D labs humming with controlled chaos. She told us what she thought we needed to know. We knew there was more, layers she wasn't ready to share.
