As the beat of the pumps reached a fever pitch, the horizon ignited. A localized electrical discharge turned the swirling red clouds into a neon strobing light show. For a moment, the industrial grind of the colony transformed into something primal and rhythmic. The powder didn't just power their ships; it sang.
The rhythmic hum of the extraction plant was the only heartbeat the red planet had left. Chris Veron - Mars Powder (Original Mix)
Kael didn't cut the power. Instead, he pushed the sliders up, letting the Martian frequency take over the grid. If they were going to harvest the soul of a planet, they might as well let it play its loudest set. As the beat of the pumps reached a