The cold, dark walls of the facility shook as the explosions reverberated through the metal structure, signaling the impending collapse. The air was thick with the acrid stench of burning circuits and the hum of dark Ether energy destabilizing at the facility's core. Ethan could feel the vibrations underfoot as he and his crew sprinted down the narrow corridors, dodging debris and falling beams as the station began to tear itself apart.
"Move! Move! The whole place is going to blow!" Tazra shouted, her voice barely audible over the growing roar of destruction. She led the charge, her movements quick and precise as she navigated the maze of hallways.
