Inside the Strategic Command Hall, the air felt calm, almost too calm compared to everything happening outside. Cyrus sat behind the command chair, his body relaxed but his eyes sharp, focused on the dozens of holographic screens floating all around him.
The projections filled the entire space, stretching from floor to ceiling, showing everything from the internal status of the Ark to live feeds of the outside world. It was like watching two completely different realities at the same time.
On one side, there was order, structure, numbers moving in clean patterns. On the other side, there was chaos, fire, panic, and death spreading without control.
The Ark's systems were running smoothly. Population numbers updated in real time. Resource consumption graphs moved steadily.
