Welcome to Galactic Axia
War!
Terrorists attack an independent planet. What do they want? What can be done? Those under attack appeal to Galactic Axia for help. But will they come,and will it be enough?
The editor was just sitting down in his office chair to review a stack of galleys for the evening edition when he caught the flash of light out the corner of his eye. Moving instinctively from long, hard experience, he dove for the floor just as the windows blew in from the explosion some distance away. The air of the newsroom filled with flying glass and debris along with the screams of the injured and dying.
As the noise from the explosion faded, the ground swell came and again rocked the building, causing further damage and injury. And we weren't even the target, thought the editor as he stood and dusted himself off.
Except for an annoying wound from a cut in the middle of his bald head, he seemed to be unscathed. He squinted out through the shattered windows and saw in the distance a huge fireball hanging above where the attack had come. This and the waning light from the evening sun provided light for those in the damaged building.
