[POV: Aria Vance - Sector Eleven, Shattered Expanse]
Some Hours Ago
The spatial anomaly pulsed like a wound in reality itself.
Aria floated three hundred meters above the fractured dimension, her quantum senses extended to maximum range, analyzing the distortion with the methodical precision she'd inherited from her father.
"Readings are off the charts," Mira Brightwind said from her left, voice tight with tension. Her bubbly demeanor had vanished the moment they'd entered Sector Eleven—replaced by the focused intensity of a combat specialist who understood when situations turned serious.
Torin Brightwind hovered on Aria's right, his spatial techniques creating a defensive perimeter around their six-person team. "Whatever's causing this, it's not natural. The dimensional framework is being actively consumed."
