Forest Of Lie

This might had been the influence of the new special Calamity Object, but it seemed like my perceptive extension was quite disrupted to a great extent.

And seeing Verina and Lupina's subtle frowned expression, it seemed like this some sort of psychic disruption also affected them too.

The eerie hum of the neuromorphic network filled the observation dome, a near-constant whisper of data streaming in from all across the bastion. Rows of holographic screens hovered around me, each one displaying real-time footage from our drones and Duolos vessels, painting a fragmented yet intricate picture of our surroundings.

At the center of it all stood a Duolos vessel, her porcelain-pale frame almost statuesque against the glowing interfaces. She was now the direct conduit to the Duolos Hive Mind, a speaker for the many, relaying their observations with perfect precision.

I turned toward her, my fingers tapping lightly against the armrest of my chair. "Report."