The warehouse was buzzing with a different kind of energy.
Before, it was the nervous energy of survival. Now, it was the focused energy of war.
Trucks were being loaded with crates of heavy pulse rifles and kinetic armor stolen from the Command Tower.
Men and women were cleaning weapons, checking ammo, and sharpening blades. They walked taller. They spoke with confidence.
They had just raided the seat of the Heptarchy's power in the region and walked away without a scratch.
They were invincible.
Or so they thought.
In the makeshift command center, the mood was darker.
Axton, Kael, Marcus, and Ryn stood around the holographic table.
Marcus had decrypted the data stolen from Governor Kaine's terminal.
The map that floated above the table was terrifying.
"This is... everything," M
