The Ark pushed further into the uncharted nebula, its crew still buzzing with a mix of relief and determination after the battle with the Reaver scout. The faint glow of distant stars filtered through the dense clouds, creating an eerie yet beautiful backdrop for their journey. On the bridge, Ethan stood at the helm, his focus unbroken as he reviewed the ship's systems and their next steps.
"Status report," he called, his voice calm but firm.
Nova leaned back in her chair, her fingers deftly working the controls. "Shields are back to full strength, weapons are charged, and the engines are humming like a dream. We're ready for whatever comes next."
"Scanners are clear for now," Rethia added from her station. "No signs of additional Reaver activity, but the nebula's interference could be masking their movements."