A powerful prototype weapon

In the opulent throne hall of King Kravnar's castle, a sense of urgency filled the air. The queen, adorned in a regal gown of rich sapphire blue, stood beside King Kravnar, who wore his kingly robes with an air of authority. Several nobles, their attire reflecting their status and wealth, had gathered to discuss the unfolding crisis. 

Above the magnificent throne, a news crystal displayed the chaotic scenes outside, capturing the efforts of the pirates as they attempted to breach the city's protective shield. 

One of the nobles, a portly man with a balding head and a flushed face, panicked as he looked at the news feed. "What are we going to do? This is madness!"

Another noble, a tall and slender man with a meticulously groomed beard, spoke with a sense of determination. "We can't drop the shield, no matter the circumstances. It's our only defense against those pirates."