Chapter 96: The Frozen Tomb

The Ark drifted in orbit above an uncharted ice planet, its sleek hull reflecting the distant glow of a nearby star. From the bridge, the crew stared at the holographic projection of the planet below. The surface was a swirling mass of storms and glaciers, an endless wasteland of jagged ice peaks and frozen seas.

Prella stood beside Ethan, her pale blue eyes fixed on the hologram. "The signal is strong," she said, her voice calm but tinged with curiosity. "Whatever is down there, it's ancient, and powerful."

Nova leaned back in her pilot's chair, her green eyes narrowing as she scanned the data. "Well, it's definitely not a vacation spot. Scanners are picking up extreme cold and atmospheric instability. We'll need to bundle up."

Tazra smirked from her place by the weapons console. "Great. Another frozen hellhole. Just once, I'd like to find a mysterious signal on a tropical beach."