The short circuit made both men flinch, impressed by the sheer power of the sound. However, just as Akram had expected, it did not work, and the cryopod remained completely sealed.
Akram retrieved several different materials and tested them in various configurations, applying each hypothesis one by one, crossing out those that failed in his notebook. With every unsuccessful attempt, frustration became more and more visible on his face.
Yashyn observed everything in silence. He knew better than to disturb Akram while he was working.
After several hours of trials and countless theories, Akram reached his last card, his final option—the one that would determine whether this expedition was, at least in part, a failure.
Akram pressed the palm of his prosthetic hand against the glass of the cryopod, arming it.
Yashyn took a few steps back, already guessing what the young man was about to attempt.
