"If they think the badlands will hide them from my reach, they are sorely mistaken," Gerald declared, his eyes cold as he stared at the glowing holographic display.
The war room inside Vanguard Tower hummed with the high-frequency vibration of military-grade processors. Blue light washed over Gerald’s towering figure, illuminating the subtle metallic glint along his jawline where subtle cybernetic augmentations met flesh. Maps of the jagged badlands stretched across the central tactical table, crisscrossed by real-time tracking lines and telemetry data.
Beside him, high-density satellite feeds zoomed in on a barren, dust-choked canyon miles beyond the glowing borders of Aethelgard Prime. Thermal imaging highlighted heat signatures moving between rusted shipping containers and makeshif
