Chapter 63

The silence was utterly shattered. That stream of ice-blue engine light ripped through the foul void like a judgment spear cast by a giant god. The sharp hull rapidly magnified in the blurred light and shadow of the junk sea, its silhouette resembling a massive trident. Crystal-like cutting lines dragged distorted glares through the void, rushing forth with an unnatural, absolute-zero biting chill. This was no ordinary visitor to the Sea of Stardust. It was divine punishment forged of ice and iron, descending upon this forgotten, stinking ruin with a target exceptionally clear: the Key of the End just wedged into the peak of Gravestone Mountain. "An ice sculpture! It's fucking an ice sculpture of the Frostbone Cult!" A young crew member named Nail shrieked in the communication channel, fear distorting his voice until it sounded high-pitched and sharp, like a rusted hacksaw grating against metal.