Chapter 92: Fasle crown
Orbit Over Nos – Emberfleet Assembly
Niro stood at the heart of the Obsidian Vow, flagship of the Emberfleet, surrounded by admirals and High Guard captains in glimmering crimson. The map of the civil war spun before them in holographic projection, every system tagged with chaos.
"Neix has cut supply corridors from the west," growled Commander Velin. "Zion's fleets have rerouted gravity lanes around the Eye."
"And Arton has begun executing our informants in the Hollow Corridor," another added.
Niro said nothing.
His fists trembled behind his back. Not from fear. From restraint.
They were children squabbling over scraps. Ash-heirs clawing at the edge of a void they could not name.
And somewhere out there... Kiro still lived.
He knew it. He felt it. The ember hadn't gone out.
But time was bleeding.
"Deploy Phase Veil," Niro said, voice calm. "Let them burn."