The Ark cruised silently through the blackness of space, its cloaking system humming softly as the crew neared their target: the hidden pirate outpost on the third moon of Greshnar. The remote star system was isolated, shrouded in the Kedran Expanse, a place where few dared to venture. Tazra Kane had chosen her hideout well, tucked away from prying eyes. But not far enough.
Ethan stood on the bridge, staring out into the void, his thoughts on the mission ahead. This wasn't just another infiltration. Tazra Kane was one of the galaxy's deadliest, and they were sneaking into her lair, trying to capture her without alerting her army of pirates and mercenaries. The stakes were high, and there was no margin for error.
Prella approached, her expression a mix of determination and caution. "We're nearing the drop zone. We'll have to get through the external defenses before we even think about finding Tazra."
