"All formations in place," General Zephyr reported. "Every teleportation array is primed. If the portal destabilizes, we'll fall back to phase two."
Ivana gave a nod, but her gaze was distant. She could feel it—something crawling across the threads of fate. Her mind briefly flashed to Deus... and the silent assurance he gave her days ago.
'When they come, let them. I want them to see what happens when mortals defy me.'
Ivana breathed deeply.
Today wasn't just a battle.
It was a warning.
And Earth would deliver it loud and clear.
The red moon hung low in the sky like a bleeding omen.
It was the day of reckoning.
