Genesis Biotech mobilized immediately. Nathan still had twenty thousand troops under his command, and by the usual ratio, about one in ten were Awakeners who had formed crystal cores—so roughly two thousand elite fighters.
That was no small force.
"Man, it's been forever since I led a battle. I'm starting to feel rusty," Nathan said, lounging in front of a massive screen, eyes fixed on the drone footage streaming in from the perimeter.
Sophia stood beside him, arms crossed. "Rusty? You were never exactly smooth to begin with."
"Oh please, like you were any better. Didn't your base get overrun by a Zombie Horde?" Nathan shot back with a smirk.
Sophia's face darkened. That incident had become a permanent stain on her record, and Nathan never missed a chance to bring it up.
