Valon’s Chief of Police stands up and faces the window, or what’s left of it. "I am not calling you liars. But I believe you have been misled." His fists clench. "Even now, I feel some bastard’s hand tugging at our strings."
He sighs and shudders, but immediately whirls back towards the party, as blank and stone-faced as ever. "We can bounce back from this: there’s a disused phase transceiver tower in the mountains. We should be able to put an SOS out on to the infranet."
He doesn’t state the obvious, either out of respect for the party’s common sense or out of unwillingness to lower the mood: without the phase beacon, emergency responders would be limited to conventional drives. Getting to Valon would take them weeks instead of hours.
"But before that, I need to know what happened. From the beginning.
"Tell me how those monsters blew up my city."