"We are not taking a commercial flight, Seraphina," Alvian replied, his fingers flying across the holographic keyboard as he finalized the dreadnought's trajectory. "We are effectively firing the entire city out of a cannon. It will be a very short trip."
Valeria walked up to the console, her golden [Aegis of Terra] strapped securely to her back. She looked out the massive observation windows, her grey eyes wide as she took in the sight of the Earth below them. The red, corrupted clouds of the Convergence were rapidly parting, revealing the horrifying, shifting shapes of the Outer Gods' armada hovering just beyond the atmosphere.
"The Vanguard is secured," Valeria reported, her voice steady despite the sheer absurdity of their situation. "General Winters has the terrestrial fighter squadrons primed for launch the moment we breach the exosphere. Magnus and Kaelen are manning the primary turret batteries. Everyone is ready, Alvian."
