Crushing Inevitability, Pt 3
The surviving ships of the Specialized Assault Force flashed into orbit around Yggdrasil Station. Everyone aboard seemed to have a pall hanging over their heads, like a deepening shadow. Most were quiet and morose as they angled their ships towards the station itself and entered its widening hangar bays.
Elsewhere, deeper inside the station, a massive council chamber was filled with dozens of people. Some were First Feathers of the Corvus Republic, while others were officers of the Einherjar. The rest were members of the different former nations and organizations and allegiances, such as Imperials or Discordians.
All came to represent their groups, or at least some version of it.
Collectively, they referred to themselves as the Tribes of the End Times. And all were in debate with each other about their sudden and dramatic shift in futures.