The operation did not slow down after the first wave.
If anything, it accelerated.
We began moving from one rift to another without pause, the entire galaxy turning into a map of targets and movement. The goal was simple and brutal, to end the day with each of us having closed at least fifty Grade 3 rifts, while also securing and devouring around fifteen marked worlds across different territories.
There was no hesitation in execution.
Teleportation circles lit up one after another, and we moved like a storm across sectors. Every arrival ended in destruction, every departure left behind silence where chaos once existed.
On my side, the progress was steady.
With each world Vivi devoured, I could feel the change within me. The Dawn Core expanded slowly but surely, its capacity growing with every intake. Alongside that, my comprehension of laws sharpened, becoming clearer, more refined, more instinctive.
It was an explosive growth.
