Chapter 23
Elena's expression turned grim as she secured the transport door. "We can't be certain. These consciousness preservation systems are designed with redundancies we don't fully understand yet." "If he survived..." Costa began, settling beside me as the transport lifted off. "Then we'll face him again," I finished, watching Sanctuary Prime collapse in a plume of dust and debris below us. "But next time we'll be ready." The transport banked sharply, joining a formation of similar vessels all heading east, back toward Haven's Gate and the other Sanctuaries. Through the viewport, I could see the seventeen preservation pods Elena had mentioned, secured in specialised compartments on the larger transports. "Who are they?" I asked, nodding toward the pods. "We don't know yet," Elena replied. "
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