"Turn the broadcast volume up."
Ryan Parker delivered the command from the leather sofa in his Los Angeles penthouse. The massive glass wall overlooked the sprawling city skyline.
The AuraStream Vanguard satellites orbited silently above them. The global independent network was fully operational. The Elysium Summit was bleeding market share by the second. The Old Gods were desperate.
Elena Vance sat at the glass coffee table. She tapped her mechanical keyboard. The massive wall monitor shifted from orbital telemetry data to a bright neon promotional video.
The Overseas Music Group was launching a massive cultural counter attack across Asia.
Kira danced across the screen in a sparkling pink dress. The Queen of Asian Pop smiled a flawless rehearsed smile. Her face was plastered across e
