Invasion: the apocalypse

8.5: THE PYRAMIDAL PLAINS

Immediately, tens of more pikes were flying all over the place, barely missing the wyvern as it flies at top speed over the pyramidal plane.

“If they are attacking from the ground, then why the heck are we flying lower and lower by the second? Doesn’t it make more sense to gain some altitude where their pikes cannot reach?” Astra asked Dula who is at the moment flying the wyvern.

“Look above us!” he said.

Astra tilted her head and gazed upwards. She saw that the blueness of the sky has changed to a dark green color that extends as far as what she approximated will be twenty-five kilometers at the very least.

“What the hell is happening to the sky here” she asked while still gazing upwards.

“That is the rift in the Ozone! A molecule that reduces the solar radiation Centauri receives from both the suns. It is a remnant of the great merger of the two planets and the rift that remained when their atmospheres merged like soap bubbles merged together. Because of the ozone rift, the wyve