The atmosphere in the command center was tense. The holographic displays flickered with streams of data, tracking every movement on the battlefield.
Athena stood next to Mors, her gaze fixed on the screen where the automated drones transmitted live footage.
The enemy numbers kept rising, their grotesque forms shifting unnaturally through the wreckage.
But it wasn't their sheer numbers that concerned her, it was the anomaly forming in the distance.
A swirling vortex of crimson and black energy had opened in the void. A portal.
Mors clenched his jaw. "They're summoning reinforcements."
Athena exhaled slowly. "Or worse… something is coming through."
The Zerg had always been a problem for the interstellar military, but they had never exhibited intelligence beyond base instinct.
Their sudden coordination, their evolving strategies, and now this? It wasn't a coincidence. The portal pulsed violently, distorting the surrounding space.
