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The feel of his skin against mine, the rhythmic beat of his heart, the gentle touch of his lips on my forehead — it was a balm for my wounded soul.
“We just need a bit more time,” he whispered, his voice soothing. “You will remember everything. I know you will.”
I nodded, taking solace in his unwavering belief in us.
The love that transcended time and space, that defied curses and fate.
It was a powerful force, and with Thillak by my side, I felt we could overcome anything.
The moment was shattered by a sudden beep emanating from Thillak’s comm unit on his forearm.
He tensed, pulling away from me to check the device.
His face darkened as he read the display and he bolted to his feet.
“We have company,” he said, voice taut with urgency.
Without another word, he pulled me to my feet, and we began to make our way back to the shuttle, the weight of the impending threat pushing us forward.
The chase was on, and the Balance was closing in.
* * *
Every step felt like an eternity as Thillak and I raced towards our shuttle.
The rhythmic pounding of our feet against the damp soil echoed the frantic beating of my heart.
The air was dense, wet, and each inhalation brought a rush of earthy flavors.
The jungle was alive with sounds, but all I could hear was the distant, steadily growing hum of an approaching ship.
We reached the clearing just as the Balance’s vessel descended, a behemoth of black and silver casting an imposing shadow over our shuttle.
The sight was chilling, the stark contrast of their ship against the canopy backdrop.
Their technology was advanced, beyond anything I’d seen before.
Every molecule of my being was screaming to run, but Thillak’s firm grip on my hand propelled me forward.
Without missing a beat, we dashed into our shuttle.
Thillak immediately fired up the engines, the familiar purr of the machinery a brief comfort.
But it was quickly drowned by the foreboding drone of the Balance’s ship powering up its weapons.
As we ascended, I felt a tug, like an invisible hand pulling us back.
The sensation was unsettling.
I looked out of the window and saw tendrils of blue and white light connecting our shuttle to the Balance’s ship.
I knew what it was even though I had never seen them before — I had watched Star Trek, after all!
Tractor beams.
“Thillak!” I cried out, but he was already on it, fingers dancing across the controls, his face a mask of concentration.
The shuttle vibrated and groaned as Thillak pushed the engines to their limits.
