Silken Fang stood at the edge of the descending transport ramp, black coat billowing faintly in the dry thermal updrafts that rose from the valley basin.
Below, Last Hope shrank until it was just a network of veins, pulsing faintly beneath the dome's artificial sky. A system feeding itself.
He tapped a panel on his wrist.
[CommLink – Enforcer Encrypted Channel]
[Recipient: Archive Node – Enforcer Core]
He leaned back against the wall of the silent transport. The vibration of secure upload hummed faintly against his spine.
"This is Silken Fang. Directive concluded. No casualties. One anomaly encountered. Human classification unstable. Unknown potential."
He paused.
"Recommendation: Ongoing observation."
The screen blinked. [Acknowledged. Entry Granted.]
No further messages followed. None were needed.
The Enforcer Outpost wasn't above ground.