Metalweave
The Ordeal of the Dusk unfolded in its usual rhythm, the spiraling chaos of Carcosa becoming something of a grim symphony that my Landship had grown accustomed to navigating.
Hours into the ordeal, the relentless spawning of Calamity Objects began to slow. The air shifted, signaling the hibernation phase, where the chaotic energies receded briefly, granting us a lull before the next inevitable wave.
I always love the Ordeal's hibernation phase.
I hope that I will encounter it every night.
Standing atop the observation deck, I surveyed the battlefield below, the ever-busy turrets retracting for self-maintenance while the drones buzzed back to their hangars. The bastioneers and maids alike took this brief moment to regroup, and while most would consider this downtime a reprieve, for me, it was an opportunity.