The transport aircraft banked sharply through a thick, yellow-tinged bank of clouds before leveling its descent over the Central Continent.
Through the cabin window, the skyline of the Central Capital gleamed with imposing, hyper-modern glass monoliths, but beneath that pristine exterior lay a suffocating layer of military tension. Sirens blared continuously across the outer sectors. Convoys of heavily armored vehicles rumbled down the perimeter highways, kicking up dust as they rushed toward the eastern quarantine lines.
Two days ago, reality had ruptured once more.
