The Ark slowed its approach as it neared the surface of the ancient structure. The ship hovered silently above the dark spires, the faint hum of its engines the only sound against the cold void of space. Below them, the massive facility sprawled across the asteroid-like body, its jagged towers casting long, eerie shadows in the dim starlight. Faint lights flickered intermittently from within the structure, a haunting reminder that parts of it were still alive with energy.
Ethan stood at the center of the bridge, his gaze locked on the view outside. The ancient power they had been tracking was practically vibrating through the ship's systems, a presence that felt both alien and familiar. His crew was gathered around him, their faces tense and focused, ready for whatever lay ahead.
"Prepare for landing," Ethan ordered, his voice calm but filled with authority. "Nova, set us down near the main entrance."
