“Kill Lin Mo, or watch your entire race turn into frozen statues!”
Commissar Gu-Du’s shriek echoed across the bridge of the Iron Desolation.
Blood dripped from Gu-Du’s chin onto the shattered pieces of the black jade talisman. His thin lips pulled back over yellow teeth. Red sirens flashed along the bulkheads.
On the tactical array, nineteen hundred planetary icons flickered from green to icy blue.
[EMERGENCY TELEMETRY: PLANETARY THERMAL ARRAYS SHUT DOWN!]
[SURFACE TEMPERATURE ON PLANET FROST-ONE: MINUS FORTY DEGREES!]
[ESTIMATED CORE COLLAPSE: TWO BREATHS!]
General Tie Canghai froze.
