Chapter 94: Welcome to Z-47, Black Hole of All Trouble

The Narak’Tharr hovered above the Iskaara spaceport, bathed in amber light. Twilight cast golden reflections across the ship’s sleek, dark hull, as if even the sun itself hesitated to turn its back on it.

On board, the crew was taking their positions.

Vykhor stood tall on the bridge, focused. He h...

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