A thick palm wiped casually on the trouser leg. He straightened his chest and said with barely concealable excitement, "Sir, all the prototypes have been completed according to the blueprints, now awaiting your inspection."
Louis's gaze swept over the distant array of devices ready to go, then glanced over a row of expectant craftsmen and several alchemists in yellow-stained robes, finally nodding lightly.
"Let's begin." With his order, the entire demonstration area roared into operation.
Mike waved his hand, and an assistant craftsman immediately pulled the rope.
"Activate the folding cheval de frise, ready to ignite!"
With a "click-clack—a bang," three segments of cheval de frise suddenly sprang out, the mechanism's slots automatically engaged, resembling a beast's skeleton unfurling, heavily striking the ground.
