Chapter 112 Unveiling the Maelstrom

Elara, her gaze fixed on the holographic display depicting the infiltrator's progress, felt a bead of sweat roll down her temple. The tension within the cramped cockpit of the cloaked vessel was thick enough to cut with a knife. Rya, the pilot, maintained a stoic silence, his focus solely on keeping their ship undetected. The veteran, ever the pragmatist, gripped his weapon tightly, his eyes narrowed at the unfolding scene. The infiltrator, his voice disguised through a voice modulator, engaged in a tense conversation with a pair of Aegis guards at the docking bay entrance. Their movements, their responses – everything had to be flawless to avoid suspicion. Thankfully, the tech specialist, a master of his craft, had managed to momentarily disable the station's facial recognition software, providing a crucial window of opportunity. Sweat slicked the infiltrator's brow beneath his mask as he answered the guards' questions, his mind frantically calculating his next move. Finally, with a