The high conservatory of the Alpha Site was no longer a tomb. It was a lighthouse. The white sunlight from the Mother-Seed poured through the glass dome, cutting through the stagnant shadows of the 1st Earth. But as the light reached out to the stars, the sky began to fill with the jagged, silver shapes of the 99th Earth’s fleet. Hundreds of pearl-colored ships hovered in a tight circle around the ring, their violet cannons charging with a hum that made the floor shake.
"They aren't parleying," Mei said, her eyes fixed on the scanner. Her hands were blurred as she tapped into the Alpha Site’s ancient defensive grid. "The Council of the 99 has issued a total purge order. They say the 100th Earth has 'contaminated' the Archive. They’re going to burn the Alpha Site to stop the signal from
