Earth | Conquest

On the screen below, a single image flickered—a drone feed from what remained of a city called Geneva. A child, no older than six, stood alone in a crater. She held a torn flag in one hand and a broken toy in the other. She wasn’t crying. She was staring directly up at the sky. At the Odyssey .

He turned from the viewport. His face was carved from the same stone as the war memorials back on Mars. “Did we?” Conquest Earth

Vell blinked. “Sir? We won.”