Capheny

“Boom!” An explosion rocked slumbering Kazell. The Videl Arsenal was in chaos as raging fires lit up the night sky. Capheny did not have time to admire her handiwork. A red figure appeared from the shadow, stalking her every move. Six months ago, Capheny had returned from her studies in Mildar, joining the Videl Institute where her parents worked. The prototype that she brought back with her and its exoskeleton technology provided a solution to the power bottleneck that the OICW project had been struggling with, paving the path to mass production. Videl Military Industries was the ...