"Viper-2, status check," Elias said, his voice a calm tether in the vast emptiness.
High above, a civilian research craft was catching the last of the high-altitude sun, its silver hull reflecting a blinding white light that looked like a new star being born. Elias watched it for a long moment, a reminder of the fragile world he was sworn to protect.
They banked in unison, two slivers of dark metal disappearing into the deepening blue, leaving nothing behind but two white trails of vapor that glowed like neon in the fading light. Below them, the first lights of the coast began to twinkle, a thousand tiny sparks of life waiting for the dawn. Elias exhaled, the oxygen mask hissing in rhythm with his breath, and steered his ship toward the stars.
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