Novel & Cerita The Iron Republic

"They’ve rebranded themselves as the Iron-Guard. They aren't enforcing Syndicate law anymore. They’re protecting the 'Harvest-Zones.' But Leo... they’re hungry. The golden fruit is keeping people alive, but we need proteins. We need medicine that isn't made of vines." "And we need a name," Jax added, slamming a mechanical hand on the table. "We can't just be 'the survivors.' If the Directorate is coming back, they need to know who they’re fighting. We need a flag. We need a voice." Leo looked at the map of the city. He saw the scars of the war, the scorched earth of the Black-Glass Flats, and the emerald canopy of the Gutter. "We are the Republic of Cinders," Leo said, his voice quiet but ab

The wolves here were larger, their fur thick and matted with the dust of the mines. "They’re watching us," Elara whispered, her ears flattened against her head. From the ridges above, snipers with silver-tipped crossbows tracked their movement. The Iron Ridge was the primary weapons-supplier for the five kingdoms. If they turned against Audrey, the Silver Pack wouldn't have enough steel to last a month. They reached the gates of the Iron Fortress—a massive structure of black iron built directly into a volcano. "State your business!" a guard bellowed from the ramparts.