"Spread my orders immediately: unlock the spatial locks over the capital. Signal our nearby fleets to gather at their maximum speed. We must prepare for the aftermath of the upcoming massacre; we still have many places to visit and many more rotten roots to uproot!"
Hye stepped out onto the grand terrace to find himself overlooking a sprawling metropolis of high-tech spires and grand architectural feats, all contained within a massive, shimmering dome-shaped defensive shield.
As he was escorted toward the outside, he heard a lot of news about the situation, detailing the latest developments and the composition of the incoming hostile force.
"At last, welcome back to the old days of the apocalypse!"
