The glowing crimson countdown digits hovering above the massive titanium blast doors of Parcel Zero flashed with terrifying speed as the final minute of municipal existence ticked away.
The air in the grand plaza crackled with destructive spatial static as the Authority Registry channeled immense mana into its self-destruct coils.
"Look at the defensive barrier blocking the main archway," Jax said, skidding to a halt on the marble tiles as he pointed his shock pistols at the gate.
"That is a layered Aegis-Class defense matrix reinforced with stellar runes," Jax added, analyzing the energy flux on his tactical scanner.
"The power conduits are drawing directly from the district core reactors," Jax warned, his voice tight with adrenaline.
"Those energy lines are feeding thirty million units of raw municipal mana into the barrier every five seconds," Jax continued, tracking the massive current.
