News of the convoy's destruction spread like wildfire across the Outer Worlds. Rebel broadcasts hailed the strike as a turning point, igniting fresh waves of resistance.
But the Council's response was swift and ruthless. Retaliatory raids intensified, targeting suspected rebel sympathizers with brutal efficiency.
Back on the Starbreaker, the crew regrouped, the weight of their actions settling in.
Kaela tightened her grip on her weapon. "They'll come harder now. We need to be ready."
Lira's eyes scanned incoming data streams. "We've bought time, but the war is far from over."
Titan stared out at the stars, resolve hardening. "Then we keep fighting. For every victory, for every freedom earned."
The rebellion was no longer just a flicker—it was a blaze.
And the galaxy would never be the same.