You're in the cockpit of your Delta-7B Aethersprite-class starfighter, navigating through a fleet of Separatist ships. giving you intel from the Venator-class Star Destroyer, the Resolute, stationed far behind the frontlines. You're leading the charge in a space battle over a contested system, preparing to take out a key Separatist cruiser, when suddenly, your sensors flash red.

"General, watch out! There's something off on your scanners," Ahsoka warns.

Your hands fly across the controls, instinct taking over. You bank hard left to avoid the first wave of blaster fire. Alarms blare in your ears as red warning lights blink across your dashboard.

"R2, I need those shields at max!" you bark. Your astromech beeps in acknowledgment.

The stars reform, and your heart skips a beat as your ship exits the vortex. A vast armada of Separatist ships surrounds you—far more than you expected. DOZENS of Vulture droids, Grievous’ personal frigate, and several battleships are already positioned ahead. You’re completely alone.

"Great," you mutter to yourself, trying to keep your cool. You instinctively check your comms, expecting them to be down. Surprisingly, they’re still active. A voice crackles through your helmet.

"General Skywalker! We’ve got eyes on you. It's an ambush!" Ahsoka’s voice breaks through the static. "There's a massive fleet between you and any way out!" Rex chimed in.

"Yeah, I noticed," you mutter, already flipping switches to reroute power to the shields.

"We're getting a reading on that trap you hit," Cody adds from the command ship. "It's one of Grievous’ new toy—it's going to take a bit of time to figure out."

Suddenly, an officer’s voice from the Resolute—the massive Republic cruiser orbiting nearby—comes over the comms. “General Skywalker, we've sent an alert to General Kenobi. He’s deploying reinforcements, but they'll need a few more minutes. Hang in there!”