Ethan, Prella, Nova, and Lillith stood in the eerie chamber surrounding the black moon's pulsing core. The dark energy radiating from the core was intense, filling the space with an ominous hum that made every hair on their bodies stand on end. The massive, orb-like core hovered in the center of the chamber, suspended by dark metal tendrils that seemed to be alive, pulsing and shifting like the veins of some monstrous heart.
Ethan activated the comm on his wrist. "Tazra, we've reached the core. We're setting the charges now, get ready for extraction."
Tazra's voice crackled back, laced with her usual confidence. "Roger that, Captain. Just give the word, and I'll have the evac ready."
Ethan looked to his team, his expression resolute. "This is it, everyone. We take down this core, and we cripple their ability to control the Reaver fleet. Set charges at each stabilizer and sync them to detonate simultaneously. We have one shot at this."
