The grand marble staircase of the Presidential Palace trembled under the earth-shattering weight of Director General Sterling's Divine Power Armor.
Standing three and a half meters tall, the gold-plated war-suit hummed with off-world energy runes that generated a multi-phased prismatic particle shield.
Sterling raised his glowing crimson anti-matter broadsword, sweeping a wide wave of lethal red energy across the marble steps.
"I will purge this entire capital with atomic fire before I let commoners dictate terms to the Directorate!" Sterling roared through his mechanical synthesizer.
"Your armor was built to crush unarmed citizens, but you face the First Citadel tonight," Nox replied, stepping forward with his void katana gleaming in the storm.
"Look at the energy dispersal coils on his shoulders—they are cycling ninety thousand volts per second!" Jax warned, scanning the armor's power pathways.
