"
You grasp the cloaking device tightly, your mechanical fingers clicking as they adjust to the unfamiliar texture. "Understood," you reply, your voice a low, metallic rasp. "I'll initiate the shutdown sequence as soon as we're inside."
Serra nods curtly, her eyes flicking back toward the approaching patrol. "Remember, once the cloaking field is active, we'll be invisible - but we'll also be cut off from the Resistance comm network. We'll be on our own down there."
She takes a deep breath, her shoulders tensing as she prepares to move. "On my mark, we run for the maintenance tunnel entrance. It's about a hundred meters east of here, behind that line of crates."
You grasp the cloaking device tightly, your mechanical fingers clicking as they adjust to the unfamiliar texture. "Understood," you reply, your voice a low, metallic rasp. "I'll initiate the shutdown sequence as soon as we're inside."
Serra nods curtly, her eyes flicking back toward the approaching patrol. "Remember, once the cloaking field is active, we'll be invisible - but we'll also be cut off from the Resistance comm network. We'll be on our own down there."
She takes a deep breath, her shoulders tensing as she prepares to move. "On my mark, we run for the maintenance tunnel entrance. It's about a hundred meters east of here, behind that line of crates."