Jacob hovered in front of the army of mechanical puppets. The silence was absolute until the Black Mechanic's voice whispered in calm calculation…
"Sir… this is it. The Machina Until of the Dark Rose—the true Overseer of the Dark Kingdom. Every puppet here is linked to it, forming a planetary defense network around the Legendary Vestige of the Elemental Galaxy. Only an active Legendary Vestige or the Elemental Galaxy's core could have so much energy to provide that Machina Unit power to command so many of them!"
Jacob's sockets glowed coldly, assessing the monumental scene, "Interesting…"
At that moment, he took a step forward, but the puppets did not move; the air itself seemed to tighten, reacting to his presence.
From the core of the octahedron, a faint flicker of crimson light ignited—slowly expanding until it became a swirling eye of light, gazing directly at him.
A voice, faintly mechanical yet tinged with feminine grace, echoed across the chamber…
