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The cold hum of the holographic interface pulsed softly in the dim light, casting shadows across the metallic surface of the command center. Data streams flickered over the smooth panels, each projection reflecting the relentless pace of the mission. Captain Danger’s fingers hovered over the display, tracing the critical points of The Order’s supply routes. The ship, The Relentless, drifted silently through the void, its crew tense and watchful.

Lyra stood at the console beside him, her eyes focused on a detailed layout of the Seraphic Ray installations. The console's faint blue glow illuminated the sharp angles of her face, a mix of determina