The sky over Paris, already darkened by the smoke from previous fires, was stained with an unhealthy crimson. The air vibrated with electrical tension, as if the atmosphere itself sensed the impending horror. The dimensional portals, those violet gashes in the fabric of reality, now pulsed with a bloodied glow.
- "Activate the secondary portals immediately. Release the true army. Phase two of the invasion activated."
The disembodied voice resonated through the control room with metallic coldness. Each word seemed to embed itself in the vitiated air like so many death sentences for humanity.
