Within the fortified confines of Military Base Alpha-9, a swirling blue portal tore open, rippling through the air with energy so dense it distorted the atmosphere. From within the luminescent gateway, Anthony and Vega stepped out, their forms emerging gracefully from the cascading light. The familiar surroundings greeted them immediately, the sterile air, the faint metallic scent, and the carefully arranged furnishings that carried a touch of clinical neatness. Every detail within the chamber exuded the distinct atmosphere of military precision and discipline.
The anesthetic-like sharpness of the environment struck them both as they took in their surroundings. They had arrived within Anthony's private island quarters, a personal space provided by the military, an honor reserved only for someone of his extraordinary lineage, the son of two Supreme Monarchs.
