"What kind of trouble have you brought now, Aerith?"
Inside some sort of room seemingly made of silver, the sound of Diana's steps almost clanged; her feet, almost stomping as she walked back and forth in front of a screen the size of a table.
Perhaps the only thing that was stagnant was the target of her stern glares— the view of the space that was almost a hologram as the far stars seemed to be popping out of the screen. And perhaps they do go far, as the light that was reflected in Diana's eyes almost looked like they spanned millions of kilometers.
It wasn't really clear what she was looking at— whatever it was, she was the only one that seemed to understand it.
"No…" And finally, after what seemed like an entire hour, Diana stopped walking as she stood right in front of the large screen, "...I suppose the humans did this to themselves."
Diana then raised her hand, controlling the screen as all sorts of cryptic letters and numbers appeared,
