Amon's gaze sent chills down the spine of the City of Immortals craftsman.
The latter took a deep breath of purified air through his mask and refocused on the data displayed on the monomolecular grinder's panel before him. The Praetorian Guard placed enormous importance on their armaments. These complex, advanced weapons were handcrafted by the Emperor's personal artisans. Their production was extremely limited, yet they were immensely powerful, capable of piercing even main battle tank armor plates. Thus, every Praetorian Guard maintained his own equipment whenever conditions allowed. Amon watched intently as the craftsman rewired the Spear of the Garrison, replaced components, and updated its software. Then he reinstalled the shock-fired Explosive Rounds Gun, which had been dismantled for maintenance, onto the Spear of the Garrison called "Truth." Amon took the weapon, powered it on for a test, confirmed its smooth connection to his Power Armor targeting system, and fired at a target fitted with armor plates.
"I replaced the barrel. Its accuracy has improved."
The craftsman could not help but feel nervous before the three-meter-tall giant. It took three Mecha-servants equipped with engineering exoskeletons just to lift this Spear of the Garrison onto the workbench. Only a warrior in Power Armor could wield such an excessively heavy weapon with ease, displaying both elegance and lethality in the hands of the Praetorian Guard. The craftsman glanced at the target melted by the stellar heat released from the explosive shell, once again marveling at the master artisan's exquisite workmanship. As far as he knew, the barrels of current human Main Battle Tanks might not even withstand the chamber pressure released by these explosive shells designed specifically for the Praetorian Guard. The complex structure and precision manufacturing of the shell itself were likewise beyond the technological capabilities of most human nations at