"He's phasing through the Aegis!" the radar technician sobbed, backing away from his console. "The math isn't stopping him! He's ignoring the code!"
"Draw weapons!" Kaelen bellowed, ripping his massive broadsword from the deck. "Defend the bridge!"
The dozen elite Saints on the command deck instantly summoned their divine weapons. Plasma halberds, holy spears, and gravity-hammers flared to life, illuminating the dark room in a terrifying display of endgame power.
But it was too late.
The shadowy mass burst through the reinforced viewport glass as if it weren't even there.
—-
Sebastian hit the metal floor of the bridge.
He didn't land gracefully. He crashed, tumbling across the polished steel, leaving a thick, smoking trail of black digital blood and green static in his wake.
He came to a halt near the central command table.
