The Grey seam tore through the fabric of reality, a jagged, silent wound in the air of the Kagu Ancestral Estate's command center. I stepped through, leaving the desolate, pockmarked silence of the lunar surface behind. The transition was jarring—from the absolute, airless void to the pressurized, hum-filled atmosphere of the command bunker.
My boots hit the polished floor with a heavy, final thud.
Behind me, the rest of my team poured through. Lucifer, his armor scorched but his grin wide and triumphant, practically vibrated with adrenaline. Ren Kagu moved with his usual serene grace, though a sheen of sweat coated his brow. My six fiancées—Rachel, Seraphina, Cecilia, Rose, Reika, and Luna—stepped out in a tight formation, their Peak Radiant auras still flaring slightly, the residue of their overwhelming victory in orbit clinging to them like static electricity.
