Ethan stood at the edge of the mountain's base, the distant hum of machinery coming from the hidden factories deep beneath the planet's surface. The air was tense, thick with the knowledge that something darker and far more powerful lurked nearby. Even though they had won the battle on the surface, a gnawing sensation in his gut told him this was far from over.
Prella stood beside him, her blue Radiansaber still ignited, the soft hum of its energy blade the only thing breaking the silence. "It feels... off," she muttered, her eyes narrowing at the mountain's peak.
Ethan nodded, feeling it too, the subtle shift in the Ether, like a ripple in a still pond before a storm. "It's not over," he said quietly.
