Mia slammed her fist down on the terminal in front of her, and shattered its screen to pieces. The terminal’s frame warped from the force as well, though it didn’t stop operating.
A fractured report glitched out on its broken screen.
“Say that again,” she growled.
“A-apologies, Crusader,” said the Prophet in front of her. “We’ve lost contact with a fifth retraining facility, the one in the Gorlett system. It had, at last record, 9,502 Hallowed in its ranks. There were also ten full drone squadrons onsite. All of it was lost.”
Mia stewed as the Prophet repeated his report. The Gorlett base was one of the larger, older ones that Father had created. It took him a great deal of time and patience to achieve what he did with that base.
Only now it was gone, like so many others.