Ethan felt the weight of the Senate's request settle on his shoulders. An expedition into Reaver-controlled territory meant venturing into the heart of enemy lines, facing untold dangers, and potentially uncovering horrors beyond their imagination. But if they were going to protect the galaxy from the Reavers' evolving threat, he knew they couldn't afford to hold back.
The holographic image of the Senate representative studied Ethan's face, reading his silence as he processed her words. "Captain Warren, I understand this is no small task. But the Senate believes that with your experience and the resilience of your crew, you're uniquely qualified for this mission."
He straightened, his resolve hardening. "Understood, Senator. We'll accept the mission. But I'll need additional resources, detailed maps of the Reaver territories, backup support if needed, and intelligence on any new enemy types we might encounter."
