Inside the Black Fang Pirates' hidden base, the atmosphere was extremely heavy.
The base was built inside a massive hollow asteroid, surrounded by broken ships, floating debris, and dark defensive formations.
In the central command room, Varkas "Black Fang" sat on a large metal chair, his expression becoming uglier with every passing second.
His scarred face twitched as he stared at the empty communication screen in front of him. "What the hell are those people doing?"
Several pirate officers lowered their heads.
No one dared to answer.
Varkas's fingers tapped against the armrest of his chair.
TAP. TAP. TAP.
"It has already been a week," he said coldly. "A whole damn week, and there's still no news?"
The room became even quieter.
One pirate swallowed nervously. "Boss… maybe they're still hiding and waiting for a chance?"
Varkas slowly turned his head toward him.
The pirate immediately shut his mouth.
Varkas's voice became colder. "Do you think I'm stupid?"
