C455 The Imprisonment

The armored vehicle departed from Pheapolis, vanishing into the border's horizon. Three hours later, it resurfaced at a clandestine base. The black steel fortress loomed like a slumbering giant beast, shrouded in fog that lent an air of solemnity and mystery.

Atop the fortress stood three individuals. One was Elder Yang, and beside him was a man in his forties, his temples streaked with gray