“Leviathan Wakes” erupts The Expanse with a pulse of cosmic chaos, a gripping chapter where Jim Holden (Steven Strait) flees—his growl a steady vow, his gun a desperate weight—as Eros unleashes its plague, his every move a race against doom, his crew a ball teetering on survival. He’s a captain tested—his hazel eyes glinting with grit—while Naomi Nagata (Dominique Tipper) steadies, her growl a calm anchor, Amos Burton (Wes Chatham) fights, his fists a blunt gun.

Miller (Thomas Jane) sacrifices—his growl a raw cry—while the Belt hums with apocalyptic dread—flesh melts in dim tunnels, blood stains cracked hulls, the air thin with metal and faint screams, a distant hum threading through the silence. Mark Fergus and Hawk Ostby’s score surges with a tense, epic pulse—drones rumbling, strings snapping, pulling you into a sci-fi saga of ruin and resolve. It’s The Expanse at its most thrilling and gripping—a leviathan risen leaving you breathless in its starry, chaotic expanse.