Chapter 91
Outer Rim Bastion – Arton's Front: The Iron Flame Campaign
The skies over Vrax-Delta churned with black fire. Ash-clouds blotted out the stars, and the ground trembled under the weight of siege-mechs shaped like gods of war. The Iron Flame, Arton's war banner, burned from orbital platforms—its sigil a broken star coiled by steel.
Arton stood atop the wreckage of a fallen cruiser, one arm still crackling with technonite backlash. His High Guard—hulking warriors fused to mech-frames and voidwalk armor—marched across cratered plains, smashing through resistance like thunder.
Across the battlefield, rebel Kruger tanks turned and fled. The last planetary governor begged for surrender.
Arton didn't listen.
This war wasn't about control. It was about fear. Legacy. Dominance.
"They need to remember," he muttered, watching a rail-cannon vaporize an escape column. "We didn't survive the Reach just to kneel."
Behind him, his generals whispered that Neix had begun targeting his supply lines.
Arton smiled.
Let her come.
Fractal Belt – Neix's Front: The Silent Blossom Offensive