Across the vast Star Seas, where the distance between thoughts could span light-years, a vessel moved with purpose.
The ship looked like a metallic infinity symbol given three-dimensional form.
This was not a design choice but a necessity…when traveling through regions where space itself could rebel against intrusion, it helped to have a ship that was technically traveling through itself, always arriving where it had already been.
Inside its command center, where walls displayed the musings of distant stars, Major General Lydia stood with the stillness of someone who had learned that movement without purpose was energy wasted!
Her gaze swept across flickering screens that showed approach vectors, defensive formations, and the thousand small details of different Butchering Grounds.
