Time had slipped away faster than Cyrus expected while he remained seated in the command chair inside the Strategic Command Hall.
The holographic map of Apex City still glowed softly around him with its shifting red markers and live feed overlays, but the focus of the projections had gradually moved to the areas closest to the Ark.
Hours had passed since he first sat down, and now the sun was already beginning to set outside, casting long shadows across what remained of the broken world.
The command room stayed perfectly lit and quiet, with only the low hum of the systems and Noah's occasional updates breaking the silence. Cyrus kept his posture relaxed in the chair, one hand resting on the armrest as he watched the continuous flow of information coming in from the rescue teams.
