Lightning Cannon: Fe

"They think the wall is absolute," Kael muttered, his thumb hovering over the activation toggle.

The sky over the digital landscape of Bloxington didn't just darken; it curdled into a bruised purple. Below, the city was a chaotic grid of neon and plastic, but high on the precipice of the Great Server Pillar stood Kael, clutching a device that hummed with a frequency that vibrated his very atoms: the . FE Lightning Cannon

Arcs of blue energy leaped from the point of impact, chaining between the attackers. Each strike carried the weight of a thousand lines of optimized script, bypassing their shields and freezing their avatars in a jagged, electrified stasis. The air smelled of ozone and scorched data. "They think the wall is absolute," Kael muttered,