The Starlight Sower was a vision of elegant pragmatism, a far cry from the brutal warships of the old era or the rustic functionality of Verdant Promise’s few shuttles. Its hull was a smooth, ceramic-white alloy, and its shape suggested a leaf caught in a solar wind. It descended on whisper-quiet gravitic drives, settling on the designated landing pad with a precision that spoke of advanced navigation systems. This was not a military incursion; it was a statement. The galaxy beyond had rebuilt, and it had done so with grace.
The entire colony had gathered, a mix of awe and apprehension on their faces. Jax and his security team stood at the ready, their postures tense, though they knew their weapons would be useless against a vessel of this class. Lira stood at the forefront, her hands cla
