Until they found the spires.
He came to a central chamber. In the middle of the room stood a statue. Or what Elias prayed was a statue. europa grotesk
The lock cycled. The freezing, pressurized embrace of the ocean rushed in. Elias engaged his thrusters and glided out of the airlock, his shoulder-lamps cutting through the gloom. Until they found the spires
"On Earth, it was art," Elias continued, his voice trembling slightly. "Here... it’s engineering. Look at this archway." Or what Elias prayed was a statue
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The lights on his suit flickered. The smooth, white, faceless head of the creature turned toward him. The 'Grotesk' wasn't a style. It was a disguise. It was the camouflage of a creature that shaped the seafloor to look like a nightmare, so that nothing would dare touch it.