Chapter 117: Violet's Magic Charm

On the TPLEX, Violet paced as she bit her nails. "How are the Blackwatch targeting us so precisely?" she pondered aloud.

The accuracy of the Blackwatch's strikes had been a puzzle since their first assault. Violet suspected surveillance, but the question of its source remained unanswered.

Her eyes scanned the horizon, searching for any clue of an aircraft or observation device. Yet, all she could see were heavy clouds drifting idly by, offering no answers.

Could it be a satellite perhaps? Violet craned her neck up, looking directly above, but the blanketing cloud cover revealed nothing. She dismissed the thought almost as quickly as it appeared. Even if it were a satellite, there was little they could do about it from the ground.