Phoenix Point Kaos - Enignes(2019)

Subject 24—a Phoenix Point operative whose armor was more patches than plating—pushed through the crowd of scavenging bandits and mutated opportunists. She wasn’t here for diplomacy; she was here for the .

The deal was struck. Within the hour, the Phoenix Point squad was screaming across the Eurasian steppes. The Pandorans had established a massive nesting tower, guarded by a hulking Scylla that had shrugged off standard sniper fire for days. PHOENIX POINT KAOS ENIGNES(2019)

“Work? It screams,” the King grinned. “And if the engine explodes, at least it’ll take the Chirons with it.” Subject 24—a Phoenix Point operative whose armor was

Subject 24 looked at the vehicle. It was a deathtrap on wheels, bristling with oversized harpoon launchers and scrap-metal plating. “Does it work?” she asked. Within the hour, the Phoenix Point squad was

“You Phoenix types always look so stiff,” a voice rasped. It was the Scavenging King, perched atop a throne made of rusted engine blocks. He gestured to the garage behind him, where a sat humming with a volatile, makeshift core. “The Pandorans are evolving. Your shiny New Jericho tech is too slow. You need something with... personality.”

“Arming the !” the driver yelled over the roar of the Kaos Buggy’s unshielded engine.

The risk was the point. In the old world, a jammed gun was a death sentence. In the world of the Kaos Engines, a jammed gun was just a precursor to a bigger explosion.