With Qippert at her side, Salva leads us through a tunnel at the other end of the space, past one of the torches. It's a short distance before we come to another room, this one much larger than before. It boasts the same high rounded walls, like we've stepped inside half a hollow bubble but in the middle of the space is a huge glistening pool and wading in the center, a creature like none I've ever seen.
It's enormous.
Larger than an elephant, or maybe even a whale, it has dark gray, rubbery skin and fins the size of cars. Deep crater-like pockets coat the creature's back, from its flat, broad head all the way down to its thick black tail which disappears below the water's surface. Immense red saucers flicker, studying us as steam exhales through two yard-length slits.
"This is Gala," Salva says. "She is my Stancimis, and will take you to the Docking Station."
"Is this thing even safe?" Werzo winces.