Whenever Olivia thought she would be reaching too far, that she wouldn’t be able to understand—she found her mind expanding. She touched one satellite, then another and another until she could perceive all the network that combined together to form Forerunner. So much greater than she had been, yet so much smaller than Harmony. “Forerunner I need your help.” She was traveling rapidly—only seconds away from reaching the command deck where the Storm King and his generals stood. Yet that trip might as well be hours at the speed Forerunner could communicate. And now, thanks to Harmony, Olivia could too.