Allen had been hiding in these metal ruins for a month.
On the horizon, the colossal structure being built day and night by countless Golems was beginning to take shape.
It was an impossibly vast structure, like an inverted, unfinished crown. Even from a hundred kilometers away, he could feel the oppressive weight of its immense silhouette.
This past month had not been easy for Allen.
His most dangerous encounter had happened half a month ago.
The wreckage of a warship he was hiding in was discovered by a patrol. A dozen or so Storm Falcons dove down from the irradiated clouds, followed by Magic Missiles launched from over a hundred "Inferno" Golems.
The saturation bombardment nearly plowed the surface of the entire area.
If he hadn't detected the incoming missiles at the last second and used the final charge of his [Ring of Instant Shadow] to escape the blast's epicenter, he would have been blown to dust.
