Jahve was holding back the pain; every heartbeat and every second was a fight against his own body that he wanted to abandon and surrender, but after 50 years of disgrace, he didn't want to leave it like this. For him, for his children, Adam and Eve, for that admirable boy who had returned him to glory, and for the future of all humanity.
The silhouette of the Arcadia looked impressive in space as he advanced towards the enemy.
Modern, stylized, aggressive, Aeneas had chosen for the Arcadia the best possible design, the best features and even the paintings that during that war should bring terror to the hearts of the enemies.
"Here, Admiral Jahve, the Arcadia is equipped with weapons capable of disabling the systems of enemy ships; we will mark objectives and fire with all your power at my signal."
