"Our satellite communications have been canceled. All connections to the area have been shut down!"
"What the fuck!?"
"The drones have been destroyed. All of them!?"
An angered voice thundered from a group seated around a round table, eyes locking onto the huge figure who stood at the head, a device pressed to his ear, which he roared into.
A large hologram had previously taken up the majority of the room, but it was now down, crackling with a myriad of lights as if it had been broken.
"But sir, the trackers placed on the human ships show that they have appeared in the Thunder Waters. That doesn't make sense! One second, they were on the battlefield, and now it shows they are 1,000 miles away from it. Such speed is beyond the power of their aircraft in such an amount of time."
"It's like... it's like they've been moved! And so fast too!"
"Tch!"
