P.S= #45: Sky War Part 3

[Zekia 5 minutes ago]

Elliott jolts awake, beads of sweat glistening on his bare chest. Confusion clouds his mind as he surveys the unfamiliar surroundings, his gaze landing on Gwenyth in the adjacent bed. The realization hits him as he notices the bindings across his chest, remnants of the intense battle with the elderly adversary and Cory's timely intervention.

The medical bay's door slides open with a soft SHHKK!, and Naima strides in. "Good, you're awake," she greets him with a reassuring smile.

Elliott, still trying to piece together recent events, queries, "How long was I out?"

"Not too long. Don't worry," Naima assures him, her calming presence soothing his disorientation.

"We're on the war train, right?" Elliott questions, seeking clarity.

"Correct," Naima responds, confirming their airborne status.

"That means Cory..." Elliott trails off, concern etching his features.