Back on the continent, the USA, drifting along the upper state of Alaska…
An armada of aircraft filled the sky, the sight grand and majestic, catching the attention of every person on the surface.
As they all stared into the sky in awe, wondering which big shot was coming to their safe zone…
The Winter Oasis, the safe zone of the Great Family the Griffiths…
On the ground level, massive air stations active and filled with soldiers, arrayed before the landing space, staring into the sky, standing before the bunch was a tall, bold figure…
His hair flowed against his winter coat, glinting with a shade of winter blue, his eyes a matching shade of blue, his complexion pale, and though his features seemed bold they bore an intimate resemblance to a certain member of Team Apex.
Standing with a commanding presence, the man's eyes remained fixed on the armada as it dipped to a slow and steady descent.
