Chapter 96 Whispers in the Dark

The combined city buzzed with a nervous energy as the day of the infiltration loomed. Streets, usually teeming with activity, were eerily quiet, a palpable tension hanging heavy in the air. Volta and Umbra soldiers, their faces grim but resolute, stood shoulder-to-shoulder, united against the common enemy. Cyrus, his shoulders burdened by the weight of leadership, stood at the hangar bay overlooking a heavily modified Volta Strike Fighter. The sleek craft, stripped of its usual weaponry, had been retrofitted with cloaking technology salvaged from the wreckage of the Harbinger's flagship. It was their only hope of sneaking undetected into the heart of the colossal Void Walker vessel. Elara, her armor polished and her rifle strapped to her back, stood beside him. "You ready, old friend?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of nervousness. Cyrus managed a wan smile. "Ready as I'll ever be." Anya Jr., her youthful face etched with a newfound determination, approached them. "Good lu