Eastern Continent, Rebel headquarters.
BEEP BEEP BEEP...
Inside the silver-gray base, the sounds of instruments and equipment rang out incessantly. Looking closer, the figure of a young man lay on a metal chair in a laboratory. Over a dozen black cables and nutrient tubes connected to his body. Bio-armor circuit lines wrapped around his skin, occasionally flickering with the faint light of charging energy.
The expert in charge of the bio-armor modification wore a hazmat suit and black protective goggles. As if welding metal, he manipulated precision instruments to implant a bionic organ into the man's body. Professional Alchemist assistants bustled around him, calling out various parameters and constantly adjusting the concentration of nutrient energy required for the Biological Transformation. This scene was merely a microcosm of the entire facility; similar activities echoed from numerous laboratories across the base. Figure after figure was undergoing bio-armor modification.
