[The Third Bastion]
[Time: Hours of Dark]
[State: Panic]
Days passed after the raids on the Bastions came to a successful end. It was a great victory for the Granians, one that they hadn't stopped celebrating yet.
As the days progressed, they, the Granians, traversed from one bastion to the other with ships transporting bodies, war vehicles, slaves, laborers, and large, bulky, chunks of what looked like smaller components meant to be welded together to create a large "ring-like" structure.
Many Behemoth ships flew side-by-side of each other and in between them hanged these large pieces. Each Bastion Planet had multiple pieces dropped off and pieced together by the laborers and slaves.
Serious work took place in all three Bastion Planets, so much so that not many had the time to sit back and be idle…except for one person, one Human; the Blood Bishop, Ace Underwood.
[Your body has been corrupted]
