Remove | Failed Portable

Elara didn’t panic. Panic was a luxury for people with options. She tapped her comm. “Control, Vane. The relic is non-compliant. I need a new protocol.”

Elara smiled, blood on her teeth, and watched the stars spin. She had failed to remove. But she had not failed to save. remove failed

She set the timer for ten minutes, climbed back into her ship, and fired thrusters at maximum burn. The asteroid lurched. The monolith screamed—a psychic shriek that made her nose bleed. But the rock began to turn, its new course set not away from the sun, but toward Earth. Elara didn’t panic