Zone 19.
Victor Iron Flame stood in a maximum-security, explosion-proof room. Behind him, two tall Alchemy Servants were on standby.
In the center of the room was a large isolation container.
This was the "Big Boy" Allen had promised, delivered just half an hour ago.
"Open it," Victor ordered.
An Alchemy Servant stepped forward and input the Runic key provided by Allen.
Layers of mechanical locks sprang open, and the heavy, custom-made lid slid to the sides.
Victor held his breath and craned his neck to look inside.
A cylindrical metal object lay silently within the container. Its shell was a matte black, leaking no Magic Power fluctuations. It was as quiet as a common piece of pig iron.
Victor reached out and touched the shell. It was cold to the touch.
