The light from the extraction beam faded, and the world around Xavier cracked apart like someone pulling down a stage set. The skyline dissolved first — skyscrapers melting into glowing wireframes — then the Titan beneath him flickered out, leaving only blue grid-lines around his feet.
A deep announcement filled his ears.
PHASE 2 INITIATING — RELOCATION IN PROGRESS.
PLEASE REMAIN STILL.
Then everything snapped.
Xavier stood on a raised platform in the heart of the Black Spire Citadel, the Evil faction's fortress for this mode. The structure was carved into a mountain of black obsidian, fused with cybernetic wiring and crimson lights pulsing through its veins. The sky above churned like a vortex of fire and ash, lightning veins tearing across the red clouds.
The devs had gone crazy with this one.
The Evil base — Black Spire Citadel.
A hellish, fortified monster of steel and glowing veins of magma running below it.
Three defensive rings.
Massive laser towers.
