Today, it was lukewarm.
Lukewarm.
The defense grid, he then discovered, had been quietly decommissioning its outer sentry stations for twenty years. The reasoning was sound on paper: no external enemy had threatened Solaria for centuries. The real reason, buried in a private message cache he had to crack with his own emergency override, was that the sentries’ maintenance costs were being funneled into the construction of a new pleasure barge for the Admiralty. Downfall
“Summon Caelus,” he said, his voice a low rumble that needed no amplification. Today, it was lukewarm
Today, it was lukewarm.
Lukewarm.
The defense grid, he then discovered, had been quietly decommissioning its outer sentry stations for twenty years. The reasoning was sound on paper: no external enemy had threatened Solaria for centuries. The real reason, buried in a private message cache he had to crack with his own emergency override, was that the sentries’ maintenance costs were being funneled into the construction of a new pleasure barge for the Admiralty.
“Summon Caelus,” he said, his voice a low rumble that needed no amplification.