The Azure Horizon surges forward.
Another explosion hammered against the cruiser's shields, causing the entire vessel to tremble.
Ezra tightened his grip on the armrests.
Because of the uniqueness of their current environment, the inertial dampeners struggled to keep up.
For brief moments, he could actually feel the ship's acceleration.
Warning sirens continued their relentless wailing, howling throughout the passenger decks while crimson emergency lights painted the corridors in flashes of red.
Outside, the dimensional corridor stretched endlessly ahead.
The Stargate transit lane is far from empty.
Dozens of vessels occupied the route—merchant freighters, civilian transports, cargo barges, and smaller courier ships—all moving along predetermined trajectories through the flowing sea of colors.
"Helm, increase thrust!"
The captain's voice blasted through an open channel.
"We're already approaching transit limits!"
