The Constellation Network pulsed like a living galaxy.
Across thousands of light-years, star systems flickered in delicate harmony, each one connected to the vast lattice that stretched across the dark. Where the Predator's assault had torn at the edges of the network, disruption had once rippled outward like cracks in glass.
Now those fractures were slowly sealing.
Shield arrays across distant systems glowed brighter as their power levels returned to stable ranges. Energy conduits that had overloaded during the emergency were gradually rebalancing their flows. Communication relays that had briefly fallen silent began transmitting once more, linking civilizations separated by unimaginable distances.
It was a quiet recovery.
But it was also a profound one.
The Constellation had survived.
At the center of it all stood the Convergence chamber.
