The cleansing wave washed over Arcadia-7, restoring power and clearing the lingering corruption. Titan, Kaela, Merek, and Lira gathered in the dimly lit command center, exhaustion etched on their faces.
Titan looked out at the stars beyond the viewport. "We stopped the infection here... but the Voidborn threat is far from over."
Kaela nodded, her voice soft. "Every victory feels like a step closer to something worse."
Merek removed his mask briefly, revealing the weariness beneath. "We're fighting not just for survival, but for trust—between us, and among those who still resist."
Lira's tone was calm but determined. "There are messages—other colonies and systems are reporting unusual activity. This war will spread."
Titan clenched his fists. "Then we prepare. We fight. No matter what comes next."
As the crew settled into uneasy rest, the void outside seemed to pulse—alive, watching, waiting.
The galaxy's fate was still uncertain.