The Salty Nut drifted into a lagoon that shouldn't have existed. Surrounded by a ring of jagged volcanic rock, the water inside was as still as a mirror and glowed with a faint, silvery mist. In the center of the lagoon sat an island that looked less like land and more like a crashed cathedral made of white bone and emerald glass. This was the "Origin Point," a place whispered about in the oldest journals of the Ark.
"The scanners are dead, but the Catalyst is going crazy," Mei said, her voice hushed. She held a hand-held sensor that was vibrating so hard it hummed. "This isn't just a ruin, Xin. The island is powered. It’s a massive battery that has been waiting for someone to wake it up."
Xin stood at the bow, watching the emerald glass towers reflect the morning sun. He felt a strang
