Chapter 6.5 The Pulse in the Sky

Mark’s Group – The Crossroads of Fate

The Martian wind howled across the barren wasteland, sweeping through the blackened ruins of parasite hives, kicking up clouds of ash and scorched chitin.

Mark stood motionless, gazing at the sky.

The golden pulse had long faded, but its impact lingered in his mind. Something had changed.

Something they weren’t prepared for.

Behind him, the team waited. Jonathan, ever the warrior, shifted his grip on his hammer, his expression one of grim patience. Sophie, tending to her gear, was watching Mark carefully, knowing that whatever decision he made would be final.

Rhea leaned against the Titan Mecha, her rifle slung across her back, eyes narrowed at the distant horizon.

Sophie: "You sure about this, Mark?"

Mark didn’t answer immediately. He was still thinking.

They had been winning against the parasites. Burning their nests, crushing their hives.