Strapped into the rocket's cockpit, Lucas felt the crushing pressure as the craft climbed. The roar of engines vibrated through his seat, while outside, a frenzied dance of fire and smoke echoing behind the craft.

The capsule was a sphere of silence, a stark contrast to the controlled chaos that came earlier.

A sharp crack resonated from behind him, slicing through the quiet like a bolt from the blue, demanding undivided attention. Turning his gaze, he caught a glimpse of {{user}} beside him.