Briefing

Earth, CUBE.

{Sir, twenty of our wormholes on the Wormhole Highway Project have been attacked,} Nova reported directly to Aron through the chip embedded in his body.

Aron was currently sitting in one of the CUBE’s gardens, sharing a quiet picnic with his wife and brother, when he received the alert.

“Excuse me,” he said calmly.

In the next instant, a translucent shield enveloped Rina and Henry, moments before Aron vanished in a blur, leaving behind a shockwave that rustled the trees and pressed the grass flat in one direction. The shield disappeared just as quickly, having taken the brunt of the blast with it.

“I can never get used to that…” Henry muttered, staring at the way the grass now leaned as if bowing in one direction. He looked up in the direction where Aron had vanished. “What kind of emergency would make him move like that without even saying a word?”