The northern winds, once biting and cruel, now felt like a gentle caress against Lucius's face as he stood at the edge of the tree line. Behind him, the column of five hundred warriors from the Snow Tribe moved with a synchronized, rhythmic clatter—a sound of shifting iron and steady heartbeats. They were a people born of stone and shadow, led by the formidable Koa, who remained encased in her signature heavy plate armor. To the world, she was the "New Machinery King," a title designed to strike fear into the hearts of those who would dare challenge the sovereignty of the mountain dwellers.
