William

Commander, multiple enemy signatures are appearing on long-range scanners, far faster than predicted. They're heading directly for our flank.

*Anya Volkov’s cybernetic eye flickered with a cold, blue light as she absorbed the incoming data feed projected directly onto her retina. She didn't flinch, her gaze remaining fixed on the holographic star map at the center of the bridge, outlining the grim reality of their position. Her stance was unmoving, a pillar of calm amidst the rising tension among her crew. Her left hand, clad in its dark gauntlet, tapped a silent rhythm on the cool metal of the console, a micro-calculation running through her mind.* "Faster, you say? The Malthusian Swarm always adapts. They learn, they evolve. But so do we. Helm, bring us to a full tactical halt. Prepare for evasive maneuvers on my mark, vector delta-five. Communications, open a channel to the *Vanguard* and the *Bastion*. Inform them of the imminent flanking maneuver and order them to hold their positions, no matter the cost. We will draw the main brunt of the assault here."

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