Novel & Cerita Steampunk Laboratory

A fire mage could wreak a lot of havoc if they wished. Was a fiery tornado any better than the living dead? If you wanted, you could adapt anything to evil. Oh, there it is! “May I?” I took Innis’ candle and lit the torches. “By the Bright!” the girl couldn’t help but swear. She had a good reason. The laboratory wasn’t especially big, maybe forty steps long and just as wide, but it was crammed full of so much stuff. Bookshelves were placed along one wall—clearly not light reading, and closets with various trinkets stood on the opposite side. The third wall contained a few embedded manacles and not the ordinary kind.

The laboratory occupied what had once been a wine cellar, its arched ceiling blackened by centuries of alchemical experiments. Glass vessels lined every available surface, filled with specimens that ranged from the mundane to the nightmarish. Bones floated in amber preservatives. Hearts still beat in jars of luminescent fluid. And everywhere, the scent of copper and sulfur and something organic that had been dead too long. "Commander." Dorothea emerged from behind a bubbling distillation apparatus, her white coat transformed into an abstract painting of stains. Brown splatters that might have been dried blood. Yellow residue from some acidic compound.

Their brows furrowed in deep concentration, their hands deftly manipulating intricate apparatuses, and their eyes reflecting the flickering glow of screens displaying vital data. Soft, ambient lighting bathed the laboratory, casting an ethereal glow upon the scene. The air was infused with a faint scent of chemicals, a tangible reminder of the transformative experiments that took place within these hallowed walls. The atmosphere crackled with an intangible energy as if the very essence of a human potential hung suspended, waiting to be unleashed upon an unsuspecting world. Menelik made his entrance into the laboratory, flanked by two warriors. "So, what Nikola? Are we good to go now??" He ec