~Ramuell~
~Ramuell~The moral ambiguities of authorizing an armed force to begin “eliminating” nefilim had been eating at Azazel and me. Neither of us were sleeping well and Azazel was having a good deal of indigestion. On the other hand, Semyaza’s pragmatism seemed to shield him from the ethical angst.
“Your recruits came in on three 4-D Initiator ships over the course of several days,” Trace explained. “We waited for all of them to arrive before checking them into the Ghrain-3 Atmospheric Simulation Torus hotel.”
“Hotel? Hmm…I’m guessing the accommodations are two-star at best,” Semyaza joked.
Trace grinned, but neither Azazel nor I were in a humorous mood. Azazel said, “Trace, we want to thank you for facilitating this…uhm, I don’t know what the heck to call it.”
Trace looked into t
