What they found out about the signal made them feel a rush of hope, even though the signal was weak and kept cutting in and out.
It was just a short sound of static noise that had traveled millions of miles through space, but it made the control room of the Silverwing feel comfortable and safe for a moment.
"Seraph? Draven? Can you hear me?" Vanessa's said, her voice sounding calm and happy.
The reply was a hiss of static, then a voice came through, sharp and clear.
" We read you, Vanessa. It's good to hear your voice. " It was Seraph.
"You too," Jonah said, leaning forward in his chair. "Are you two okay?"
"We are still active," a deeper voice came through the comms. It was Draven.
"Things could be better. The city is messed up. But we are still alive and fighting. We saw what you did. The big flash in the sky. I'm assuming the decoy is no longer an issue?"
