Cleo's voice was sharp and urgent as she started running. "The engines are down, and the cruiser is falling into the wormhole wall. According to my calculations, we have 30 imperial minutes before the ship collapses and ceases to exist."
Ys let out a low whistle, casually floating alongside Cleo as she ran. "Well, that's not terrifying or anything."
"Talk while we move," Cleo said, her wings glowing faintly as she picked up speed. "If Carlos is alive, we'll find him. But first, we need to get off this ship."
Meanwhile, Minutes Before the Explosion.
Rex had finally arrived at the engine bay, his glowing eyes scanning the dim, debris-filled corridor. The massive reinforced metallic door that led to the room was completely destroyed, torn apart as though a powerful force had ripped through it.
