Ulysses had to remain aboard the submarine, unable to leave as he had to ensure that the cloaking mechanism the vehicle made use of remained active while floating just above the sparse clouds in the sky.
Below, he watched as one of the city-states that made up the Solomon Alliance was turned into a battlefield with innocents dying in droves.
He didn't know how to feel, mostly because he had never considered himself a patriot but that didn't mean he wasn't proud of his heritage.
A desire to head down to help surged within him but he remained calm as he knew that alone, he would be unable to make much of a difference.
Using the telescope aboard the ship, Ulysses scrutinized the area below, his attention drawn toward the area covered by black crystals.
The crystals shared an uncanny resemblance to Quillion, though they appeared to be more volatile, devouring everything they came in touch with until they could no longer spread.
