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โ˜…๐•ท๐–Ž๐–†๐–’

The Transit Chamber returned to its sterile, absolute silence, but the sudden, violent dissonance of Mela's departure lingered in the air. The perfect white walls felt too bright, the geometric perfection of the launch platform too mocking.

The Alliance had committed its first truly unpredictable act since the end of the Temporal War, and now all we could do was wait. Waiting was the antithesis of Logic.

My Logic Core, which thrived on cause-and-effect, struggled violently with the unknown variable. Every instant of silence was a data gap. Did the Chrono-Acoustic Dampeners hold? Did the Unsecured dimension's elemental signature shatter the hull? Did they encounter immediate, hostile life? I ran constant, futile simulations, but without Mela's return signal, all possibilities were equally weighted in the abyss.

Aelia stood rigid, her Ice-Light focused with a painful intensity on the massive dimensional map. The point where Mela had vanished remained a turbulent, blinking red
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