The intense burst of aether from Planet Urn's destruction ripped through the void like a storm, its brilliant light still visible in the distance even as the aftershock reached the mothership.
A low rumble passed through the metal hull. The entire structure groaned under the pressure, lights flickering across the control panels.
Nova steadied himself against a rail and narrowed his eyes at the fading remnants of the planet.
"Nyx. Make the jump. Now."
"Already setting the coordinates. If we linger any longer, we'll lose something vital. This aether output is tearing holes into nearby gravity fields."
She replied.
A loud hum rose through the ship as Nyx initiated the jump drive. Within moments, a burst of compressed space engulfed the ship and they vanished from the danger zone.
When they reappeared, everything was still again—quiet, floating in a safer part of the system, far from the destruction they left behind.
Anna let out a long yawn and stretched.
