One Shot Into Space 2
As Clawed received the order from Father Black, his fingers tightened around the communication device as he relayed the instruction. "Nikky, fire the weapon," he said coldly, his voice laced with grim anticipation.
In the control room beneath the Regeant's city, Nikky heard the order and immediately signaled the staff. Her voice rang out, resolute and unwavering, "Prepare to fire."
The mechanical hum of the massive weapon grew louder as the ancient runes etched into its colossal barrel pulsed with energy, lighting up in a brilliant array of colors. Elder Isiah and Elder Zod stood at her side, their eyes gleaming with pride and anxiety as their life's work reached its moment of truth.
The ground outside trembled as the weapon, a monolithic cannon larger than a skyscraper, rose fully from its underground silo. Its barrel, carved with ancient runic inscriptions and symbols of power, now pointed toward the heart of the demonic battle raging in space.