She turns to look up at the sky. Above the firewall ripples, then flares outward expanding before disappearing... And revealing a hole in the sky where the entire Guardian Armada had laid waiting in the Net.
They're out of time. Dot speaks into the microphone on her headset, expression grim. "Fleet commanders, this is it. Blow the Guardian armada out of the sky as it enters our airspace."
She looks up again as guns mounted on hundreds of ABC turrets turn and aim towards the hole in the sky. User have mercy.
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She turns to look up at the sky. Above the firewall ripples, then flares outward expanding before disappearing... And revealing a hole in the sky where the entire Guardian Armada had laid waiting in the Net.
They're out of time. Dot speaks into the microphone on her headset, expression grim. "Fleet commanders, this is it. Blow the Guardian armada out of the sky as it enters our airspace."
She looks up again as guns mounted on hundreds of ABC turrets turn and aim towards the hole in the sky. User have mercy.