Captain Arale’s voice boomed through the ship’s corridors, issuing threats and commands. “Come out, or we’ll find you!” he bellowed, his voice laced with menace. The ship seemed to shudder under the weight of his threats, escalating the tension with each passing moment.
In stark contrast to the chaos unfolding outside, Adam remained calm in the control room. His eyes never left the surveillance screens, his mind racing yet focused. He quietly relayed instructions to his crew, his voice a steady anchor amidst the storm.