The blue flash on the horizon was no mere trick of the light. It was a laser beam slicing through the dense clouds, a sign of something far more organized than Silas’s analog rabble. Kael squinted, his hand instinctively gripping the holster of a pistol that felt useless now against a threat from the heavens.
That is not just the regular military, Elian, Kael muttered, his voice heavy with cold caution. That beam... it is a coordinate marker from a satellite that is not entirely dead. The Sovereign is not just hunting us. They are trying to rebuild their infrastructure using channels undetected by the public grid.
I felt a thrumming in my head. Not the sound of machinery, but a low frequency that made the air around us vibrate. The signal was coming from the direction of Sector 13, a lon
