A faint blue halo kept spreading from around the detection gate, rippling outwards. Accompanied by the voice broadcast of the artificial intelligence Omega, the great barrier opened, and the door to Talronde stabilized in front of Nuoletta.
The pristine and elegant dragon beat its wings and glided beautifully through the navigation light ring in front of the door. The great barrier entrance behind her contracted and closed, keeping the howling cold air of the Arctic Ocean outside.
Nuoletta lowered her head, savoring the comfortable temperature shaped by the Weather Controller. Green mountains and hills unfolded in her vision; a low-altitude traffic network intertwined across the land between cities. Amidst the familiar scenery of this home planet, she breathed deeply, letting her four biological lungs and two sets of mechanical lungs be soaked in the clean, warm air.
