CRASH—!
When immense force smashed through the heavy, ornate doors of the Governor's Mansion, the family manager Dane's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
Sunlight from the cloudless sky streamed through the breach, angling into the wide corridor and making it painfully bright.
Splinters and dust from the shattered doors danced in the beams of light.
Behind them, a towering, magnificent figure appeared in his line of sight, exuding an unstoppable presence. In his right hand, he held a War Axe; in his left, a firearm.
The deep black Power Armor resembled a humanoid war machine, its only color the scarlet stripes on its pauldrons and helmet, as if bathed in the blood of its enemies.
The Divine Emperor's Fury, forged in gold and flanked by massive Angel's Wings, adorned the Power Armor's broad Chest Armor.
