The Garden of E.D.I.N was still, save for the frantic footfalls of Xira as he darted towards Xelithos.
The ambient glow from the neon-tinged vines intensified momentarily, illuminating the desperation etched across his reptilian features.
"Xelithos!"
He hissed, his voice tinged with panic,
"Check on him! Check on Adam!"
Xelithos, albeit maintaining his composure, could not ignore the chilling dread in Xira's plea.
He extended his fingers, allowing them to dance gracefully across the hovering holographic displays.
Each tap, slide, and swipe revealed an intricate sequence of hieroglyphs—each representing millennia of knowledge and alien technology.
The symbols aligned, fused, and within moments, the air shimmered as a new screen emerged, focusing on the prison that held the feared Adam.
Nestled deep within the Garden of E.D.I.N, a cavernous chamber stood.
