The Heaven Realm, a territory folded into the Hyperverse, hummed with highly organized activity.
Hera and Aphrodite, two of the three sovereign Queens of the Empyrean, were coordinating the defense and logistics of the Christian front.
The light of the realm was blinding, and its energy was rigidly structured—a direct contrast to the fluid chaos of the Greek and Norse territories.
Hera, regal and stern, stood before a massive, shimmering tactical map that detailed the deployment of angelic legions and Aether-Dampeners along the frontier.
She was issuing precise, logistical demands to a kneeling host of Archangels.
"I want the supply lines for the Aether-Dampeners tripled within the hour," Hera commanded, her voice cutting through the ambient hum of divine power. "The flux of non-Euclidean energy is increasing, and those pylons need sustained energy. I want them done as soon as possible, do not delay even for a moment."
The Archangels nodded and left to follow her orders.
