BOOM.
A thunderous crash shook the whole village.
Chickens screamed. Dogs barked. The ground trembled. Villagers screamed and ran toward the center field where smoke and dust billowed up into the sky.
Xavier jolted awake.
His eyes shot open, heart hammering. "What the hell—?!"
Lilia kicked open his door, panting. "Xavier! Something fell! It's huge!"
"Like... a meteor?" Lyra peeked in, wide-eyed.
"No. It's cargo. I think it's your cargo!" Reva was already pulling on her boots. "From Angel."
Xavier shot out of bed, dragging on his clothes half-awake. "You serious?"
Outside, the whole village was already in a frenzy—people gathering around a massive black cargo crate that had slammed into the middle of the open field. It stood tall, sleek, and humming softly, glowing with faint blue lights.
Xavier shoved through the crowd, the girls on his heels. "Everyone, back up! Step away! Might still be active!"
