A Heli-carrier was flying across the water, heading towards one of the affected cities. It was not the only helicopter, other helicopters were heading towards other affected cities
The heli-carrier shook, rotors thrumming like a god's heartbeat as it tore across the morning sky.
The interior was dim, red-lit and humming. A cold metal bench under him. Restraint straps digging into his armorless arms. Andrew sat still, spine straight, gaze fixed on the far end of the cargo bay, where a flickering monitor played live drone footage.
Paleview City was not a city anymore.
Smoke coiled upward like dark fingers. Buildings collapsed inward in slow motion, glass raining like shattered starlight. On the streets, people ran like insects—screaming, stumbling, trampled—while things not meant to exist stalked behind them.
One of the beasts—massive, spine-armoured, four arms twitching unnaturally—tore a sedan in half like it was paper.
Andrew's lips didn't move.
