by Will Stanton » Fri Nov 05, 2021 7:05 pm
The same Will who had been fighting the Titan had gone straight from the sight of the battle to the War Room in the point, still caked in mud and a bit of his own blood.
He was watching as data from the blackbird was downloaded into the computer, as footage from the various CCTVs in the area were collated, as data that the Point had collected was put together.
He sat in a chair, his fingers steepled, with a frown.
((Open))