Akasa Fortress was still a scene of bustling activity.
Officers and soldiers in uniforms from different countries hurried back and forth; mighty battleships moved slowly one after another at the port.
The light of the constant star bathed the fortress, like a golden robe of twilight. The rapidly passing glass of a space train on the outer orbit of the fortress reflected that fiery red, flashing by.
Everything was just as it was in days past.
The only difference was that when people at the fortress met each other at the docks, in the fortress corridors, and in the recreation areas, they greeted each other with more anticipation in their eyes than usual.
Military God Hastings would personally visit Akasa Fortress. The Allied Command Center would welcome its highest commander.
This news was extremely thrilling for the alliance forces stationed at Akasa Fortress.
