Chapter 87: The Alien Awakens

The Ark soared through the swirling nebula, its engines humming with renewed energy as the crew recovered from their harrowing escape. The alien survivor lay in the medical bay, surrounded by advanced scanners and diagnostic equipment. Prella worked diligently, her silver hair falling over her shoulders as she monitored the creature's vitals.

Ethan stood by the doorway, his arms crossed. His gaze flicked between Prella and the alien, a mix of concern and curiosity on his face. "How's it doing?"

Prella glanced at him, her expression calm but focused. "It's stable, but just barely. Its physiology is... unique. It seems to rely on an energy source within its own body, and that energy is dangerously low."

Rethia, standing nearby with a datapad in hand, added, "The artifact it mentioned, the Eternal Flame, is likely tied to its energy source. Its survival might depend on our ability to figure out how these artifacts are connected."