"The planet?" Noah stared at the Queen like she'd just announced the sky was actually made of cheese. "What the hell does that mean, the planet is waking up?"
The tremor struck again, stronger this time, and Noah could feel it in his bones. The carved stone beneath their feet vibrated with a rhythm that felt almost... organic.
Kelvin's eyes went wide, his cybernetic arms beginning to twitch as his mind raced through possibilities. "Wait, wait, wait. When you say the planet is waking up, are you talking about seismic activity? Geological instability? Some kind of tectonic shift?" His voice was rising with each word. "Because planets don't just 'wake up' like they're taking a nap!"
Uncle Dom, meanwhile, had settled back against one of the carved walls with what appeared to be complete calm. "Oh, this should be interesting," he said cheerfully, as if they were about to watch an entertaining performance rather than face potential planetary destruction.
