Red watched the primary monitor as the two massive excavation lines slowly carved their way through the digital topography. The human laborers in the north and the monstrous forces in the south were moving thousands of tons of dirt per hour, actively tearing a new geographical scar across the continent.
A sharp, blaring alarm suddenly cut through the silence of the Void.
[ INCOMING TRANSMISSION: MULTIPLE SIGNATURES ]
[ ENCRYPTION: EASTERN ALLIANCE ]
Red swiped a hand over the console to accept the connection. His secondary monitor fractured into a split-screen display, projecting two distinct holographic feeds into his dark command center.
