Colossal Zaira surged across the vast golden grasslands of the Central Plains, her massive body gliding smoothly over the rolling hills.
Ahead on the horizon rose the grand industrial city of Molakwa, its towering black iron chimneys and stone foundries pumping thick white steam into the twilight sky.
Molakwa Forge Academy was the beating heart of continental engineering, where master smiths and scholars had crafted weapons for generations.
As Zaira slowed her pace near the eastern iron gates, thousands of foundry workers and apprentice smiths gathered on the stone ramparts to gaze in awe at the titan serpent.
Chief Tendai Mbeki stood waiting at the main gatehouse, wearing his heavy leather smithing apron and soot-stained iron gauntlets.
Beside him stood Banga, who had ridden ahead from Kovura with the vanguard engineers to inspect Molakwa's production facilities.
