"The spaceship is about to take off! Final call!" The stewardess announced.
The crowd outside looked on with tearful eyes as they bid farewell to their loved ones.
The ones outside would be leaving in the next batch of flights.
"50% of mars population is already evacuated. With this batch, we'll be crossing the 50% limit."
The announcement by the military officer overseeing this district reached everyone. Contrary to the depressing atmosphere, his voice was cheerful.
But the Martians only felt dismayed at this announcement.
Skyla clenched her fists.
As high general Skad's daughter, she knew the elderly officer who was supervising this district. He was a strict man who rarely smiled.
So, for such a man to be cheerful over this announcement only meant one thing.
'They didn't expect we could pull even this off! Just how dire is the situation? Is father going to be fine?' Skyla's chest tightened as she felt suffocated.