The air in the cave was thick with tension, the weight of Tazra's revelations still hanging over the crew like a storm cloud. Ethan stood near the entrance, looking out over the jagged landscape that surrounded them, the wind whipping through the rocky terrain. His mind raced with the implications of what Tazra had told them, about the Shadow Council, the corruption within the Galactic Senate, and the long-reaching hand of treachery that seemed to touch every corner of the galaxy.