In the bridge of the UNS Trinity of Solace, Abraham watched a dot in the seemingly endless lines of the horizon. It was the destination of their armada. The lone port of the United Navy.
The Port of Dawn.
Located on the island of Crescere. The place where it all began. The Port of Dawn was the only establishment of the United Navy in this foreign world.
It must be protected at all costs, for its destruction will cause the collapse of the United Navy. The Fleet Admiral understood this simple yet complex concept.
As he gazed at the boundless horizon, Abraham noticed a blinking icon in his perception. He raised an eyebrow wondering what it was.
'Systema, what's that icon blinking in the bottom right side of my sight?' He questioned through his thoughts. His precious partner didn't disappoint as a response followed.
It was yet again with a chime of a mechanical bell echoing inside his mind.
*Ding!*
