Chapitre 230: The Birth of Kali

One Week Later

Amal walked down the mostly empty hallways of the now-defunct Prophet base. Its power was still on, but running at a bare minimum. Just enough to keep a few of its zones operational, mostly centered around keeping Cloning up and running.

She smiled at the Federation maries as they walked towards her. But instead of continuing in their direction, they instead joined her as she walked.

Her pace hardly slowed despite that.

“Miss Azrael,” said a marine. “Issuing my report for the cycle.”

“You really don’t have to, you know,” she replied. “It’s not like I’m your boss or anything.”

“Commander’s orders, ma’am,” he replied. “Gotta do my duty.”

“I know, I know. Go ahead, I’m listening.”

“Team six discovered a few Prophets hiding in the maintenance tunnels last cycle, and we flushed ‘em out this cycle. Seems like they holed up after the attack, snuck around where they could and scavenged whatever food they could find. Which wasn’t much.”