The Last Station Standing
In the center of the cavern sat something that defied logic.
It was a structure. It wasn't made of steel or concrete. It looked organic, grown rather than built, shaped like a massive, spiraling shell. It was the source of the heartbeat Mina had felt.
"That's not a rock formation," Elara whispered. "That's a Xeno-Architecture (a structure built by a non-human, alien intelligence)."
"The Isotope isn't just power," Jun realized, his voice trembling as he held the Aether-Bloom data. "It’s a seed. Thorne didn't find a mine. He found a Landing Craft that crashed here millions of years ago."