The rain poured down as if it would never end, drenching the barren earth in an endless, rhythmic assault. Thunder cracked overhead, echoing like a warning across the wasteland. Flashes of lightning briefly carved twisted shapes into the dark horizon, like scars on a dying world.
A hoverjet glided smoothly through the storm-choked skies, carrying a six-person squad in its wide cabin.
"Victor, focus. We're on a mission," Dalin Ravencourt snapped, casting an irritated glance at the blond, ponytailed man smirking at his phone.
"Okay, just a sec. Let me finish this line," he replied, eyes still glued to the screen.
Dalin frowned, clearly unimpressed by his lack of seriousness. "What could possibly be that important?"
Victor didn't answer right away. He kept typing, then tapped the screen to send something. Only then did he look up, a grin tugging at his lips.
"The internet's blowing up. Everyone's talking about Adyr on the forums."
