CHAPTER 542877, Tretan Shuttle
It wasn't only the dark Nosferan ships dropping out of the clouds that worried her, but a black shape appeared ahead on the horizon. All this time, Pilot had continued taking the ship further, while remaining within the transparent band of breathable air. That should have been a clue.
The object taking up the horizon was a city. Massive, bowl-shaped with dark skyscrapers rising up to create a towering skyline.
“A floating city?”
“Yes,” Pilot said. “It is 10 kilometers in diameter, like a giant soap bubble caught in the layers here. It must rise and fall with conditions.”
And the attacking ships must have gone up into the cloud layer before dropping down to attack, using the clouds to hide their approach.
The Tretan shuttle didn't reflect light. It wasn'
