Baloo cracked his knuckles. “Kit, you get the generator. Rebecca, you distract Karnage with corporate jargon. Ringo… try not to get stabbed.”
The island hung in the sky like a green-and-gold jewel, tethered to nothing. Rivers cascaded off its edges into endless mist. Ancient stone towers, carved with spiral symbols, emerged from the jungle canopy. And in the center, a flat mesa held what looked like an empty hangar bay.
Baloo landed the Sea Duck on a mossy stone pad. The air smelled like ozone and orchids. Everything was silent—except for a faint hum coming from beneath the mesa.
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