The island nation of Taiwan lay draped in morning mist, its mountains slicing through the haze like silent sentinels. From above, the once-bustling cities of Taipei and Kaohsiung looked frozen in time—untouched by bombs, but not spared by silence.
Drone Harpy-Seven skimmed low over the capital. Roads were clear of wreckage but covered in green vines, buildings intact but hollow. No signs of biomass blooms. No signs of life. Just quiet.
Rebecca stared at the multispectral feed from the command room of Overwatch's mobile carrier Vigilant Dawn, anchored off Taiwan's eastern coast.
"No ambient spore levels," she murmured. "Thermals show minor power draws. Some structures might still have grid backup."
Thomas Estaris entered behind her, fastening his vest. "Ghost cities."
"No blast damage. No biomass clusters. It's… eerie."
Thomas leaned over the console. "Are we sure this wasn't just bypassed?"
