Part 25. On the verge (corrected) Every second dragged on, like eternity

Part 25. On the verge (corrected) Every second dragged on, like eternity. Sergiy чувствовал, the way sweat streams down his face, how his hands shake on the steering wheel. But он не сдавался, did not allow fear to paralyze my will. He and Eira were one, their consciousness worked like a well-oiled machine, their actions were synchronized and precise. The black hole was still looming over them, like a terrible deity, unwilling to let go of its victim. But "hope" continued to fight stubbornly, her engines were running at their limit, snatching the ship from the deadly embrace of gravity. A little more, Sergiy, - Eira’s voice sounded again, full of tension, but not losing hope. - We’re almost there... Suddenly the ship shook violently, red alarms flashed on the control panel. Sergiy почувствовал, as a wave of cold pierced his body. Can't they handle it?? Is this the end? What happened? - he squeezed out with difficulty. Right engine power unit overload, - Eira answered quickly. - But он все еще работает! To be continued…

worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, bad hands, bad body, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits