Chapter 154: The Magma Tides
The grand war room of the Iron Estate had been completely converted into an architectural laboratory.
Dozens of massive, glowing blue blueprints hovered in the air, projected by Nyssa's arcane devices.
The schematics detailed a colossal, heavily armored locomotive. It was designed to pull thousands of tons of cargo and troops across the continent at terrifying speeds.
I stood at the head of the heavy oak table, crossing my massive brass gauntlets over my chest.
Nyssa paced nervously in front of the primary projection. She had been awake for three days straight, fueled entirely by kinetic mana and pure devotion to the project.
"The structural math is flawless, Sovereign," Nyssa explained, adjusting her thick glasses.
"The steam pressurized boilers combined with the arcane engine will generate enough torque to pull fifty iron cars. But we have hit a critical physical limitation."
