In the depths of the Celestial Platoon's research wing, Salamander and his team of top scientists were huddled around a complex array of screens and equipment. The air was thick with concentration as they worked tirelessly to decipher Aldred's fragmented transmission. Wires crisscrossed the floor, leading to servers that hummed with the effort of processing the data.
"Boost the signal filter! We're losing vital frequencies in the lower band," Salamander directed, his gaze locked on the waveform patterns flickering across the main monitor. His team, a group of the brightest minds within the Platoon, worked with a synchrony born of countless hours spent together in the lab.
One of the scientists, Dr. Lena, adjusted the dials on a console, her expression one of intense focus. "Applying a recursive algorithm to isolate the voice data from the static… but the signal degradation is worse than any we've encountered."