The skies above Earth were buzzing with activity. High above the atmosphere, the Overseers – the vicious aliens who called themselves Inzari – sent a squadron of drones to destroy their enemies. To the pilots of the United Human Fleet, those hideous things looked like giant viruses, ugly balls of brown flesh with spikes protruding all over the place.
Yellow lightning leaped from prong to prong, converging on a central point and bursting forth as a jagged lance of plasma that struck the enemy ships. Pyro fighters – small, one-man spacecraft with curved wings – moved to intercept.
Many were destroyed in the attempt.
Far below, in the city of Dubai, Anna Lenai stood at the apex of an unfinished skyscraper. The upper floors of the tower were just a metal frame of steel beams. She had placed
