Chapter: January 15, 2026 — 8:45 AM
MOA Complex — Command Center, Operations Briefing Room
The morning sun filtered through the reinforced glass panels of the MOA Complex, casting a golden hue over the bustling Command Center. The usual hum of activity filled the air—technicians monitoring surveillance feeds, officers reviewing tactical reports, and the soft murmur of conversations about supply lines and patrol schedules.
Thomas Estaris, Commander of Overwatch, entered the Operations Briefing Room with a purposeful stride. His presence commanded attention, and conversations paused as eyes turned toward him. Following closely were Marcus and Phillip.
"Morning, gentlemen," Thomas greeted, his voice steady.
"Morning, Commander," Marcus replied, nodding.
"Sir," Phillip acknowledged.
