Lexi lifted the core, its surface pulsing with stored data. As she handed it to Mara, the holo‑projector’s eyes widened— a silent alarm had been triggered. The sound of armored boots echoed through the corridors.
As they approached the Titan‑III, the hull loomed like a sleeping beast. The ship’s outer skin was patched with rusted plates and patched holographic panels. Lexi tapped a portable terminal, projecting a ghostly map onto the deck. evilangel+lexi+lore+brittney+kade+transac