As their transport approached Uzar’s stronghold, the team braced for turbulence. The enemy’s orbital defenses were active, scanning for intruders. Emily worked furiously at the ship’s control panel, running interference to mask their presence.
“I’m scrambling their sensors,” she said. “We have a narrow window before they catch on.”
Zadia, already suited up for the assault, tightened the straps of her gear. “Then we better move fast.”
The stealth ship weaved between debris fields and patrol drones, slipping into a blind spot beneath the enemy station. As they neared an auxiliary docking bay, Emce signaled for final preparations. The mission was clear—get in, disable Uzar’s central command, and cripple their ability to lead the assault on Khepri.
Emily overrode the docking bay’s security
