The afternoon sun blazed down on the sprawling perimeter of the Eastern Orbital Docks, where colossal steel arches that once channeled off-world corporate freighters stood cold and motionless against the clear sky.
"All unlicensed mining gates and corporate transit portals within coalition territory have been completely severed from the continental power grid," Vasa announced, her terminal displaying sixty dark connection nodes.
"Every kilowatt of geothermal and Meridian energy previously stolen by foreign syndicates has been safely rerouted back to our municipal grids," High Scholar Ronald reported, adjusting his technomancy lenses.
"We gave every off-world corporate factor three full warnings to register under civilian commerce laws or cease operations," Sir Owen stated, his veteran eyes scanning the silent loading docks.
