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The relay’s vibration grows stronger with each step, a subtle vibration that seems to resonate through the ground, amplifying the unease that presses against their senses. The faint energy pulses, imperceptible to most, fill the air with tension, reminding them that they are moving closer to the truth, and the danger that surrounds it.
The group reaches a massive structure partially embedded in the fractured soil, with smooth, angular forms that seem almost organic in its design, though unmistakably alien. The surface shimmers faintly under the muted light, its intricate patterns shifting like liquid metal. It pulses softly, the rhythm in perfect sync with the pulsation that surrounds the area. This is the relay, a system that clearly holds the answers to Grant’s silence.
Before they can investigate further, the thrum deepens into a low vibration that shakes the ground beneath their feet. Panels along the walls of the relay slide open, revealing sleek drones that emerge silently, their angular frames glinting faintly in the muted light. Their movements are fluid and deliberate, their glowing red sensors locking onto the group.
Panels along the walls slide open, revealing a swarm of drones that emerge with unnatural fluidity. Their angular forms move swiftly, their glowing red sensors locking onto the group instantly. These drones are unlike the previous waves; they move as though they share a single mind, their coordination seamless and their intentions lethal. "They seem to be more complex than the others," Arty mutters, his voice sharp. He raises his disruptor and fires a precise shot at the nearest drone, striking its sensor directly. The machine jolts but recovers quickly, its adaptive systems neutralizing the disruptor’s pulse. "This is going to be ugly," he adds.