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Zac spent the next few hours working on his ship while answering Taivas' questions to the best of his ability. Sure, he had been travelling between worlds for a long time, but he still wouldn't call himself as much of an expert on it as he was on Gummi ships. Everything he knew, he had learned either from trial and error or second-hand from the people he had met on his journey. However, he welcomed the conversation all the same, having always found it easier to focus when he could multitask, as contradictory as it may be.

"Alright...got the limiter replaced. Glad I thought ahead and bought a backup, just in case," he muttered to himself, running through a mental checklist after Taivas had wandered off. "I was able to jury-rig an aileron from an armor panel. Hate leaving those wires exposed, but I kinda need to be able to control the ship. Good old duct tape got the hydraulic leak patched up. I wasn't able to get the secondary engines running, but I should have throttle control back for the primary, so I can make do." He looked over at the core, still exposed. "Now, then...let's see if I'm about to kill all of us."

He reached over and reopened the flow of power to and from the Stardust Core before he hopped back into the cockpit. He flipped a few switches, took a deep breath, and powered up the ship. Poor Sigrid rattled as the Stardust Core came to life, glowing a brilliant blue as a sphere of energy began to take form. The ship slowly lifted above where it rested against the palm trees and Zac let out a relieved sigh. "Looks like we're back in business!" he exclaimed as the diagnostics screen showed parts of the ship highlighted in orange and yellow. Still not great, but much better than seeing red.

He moved the hovering ship away from the trees and engaged the landing gear before once more powering down the ship. "Alright, I think I'll crash here for tonight and get going tomorrow morning. Should give them enough time to figure out who all's coming along and for them to get ready," he said as he stretched his arms over his head. Just then, he heard a low rumble roll in from far out at sea and sat up. He climbed out of the cockpit and walked away from his ship as he listened to the thunder as it washed over the island. He clenched his fists as they began to tremble and memories flooded his mind: the thunder and lightning, the wind, the living shadows...the screams.

He gripped his left forearm with his right hand, trying to steady the trembling as a smile, equal parts nervousness and anticipation, crossed his face. "Think it's gonna be a long, long night," he said to himself. "Bring it on."
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