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Geria's headquarters was bathed in a pale, artificial light. The air was heavy, saturated with tension as top officials gathered in the crisis room. Holographic screens illuminated the space, projecting satellite images of the smoldering ruins of their base. Reports streamed in at a frantic pace, each one delivering more bad news.
The Minister of Defense, a man whose face bore the marks of years spent in war, abruptly stood up. He cast a furious glare at Admiral Karst, the head of external operations.
"How could you let this happen?" His voice cracked like a whip across the room.
Karst clenched his fists but remained upright.
"We couldn't have anticipated a counterattack of this scale. There were no signs of military activity before the strike."
The minister slammed his fist against the table.
