The Wrath, a Galactic Imperium cruiser capital ship continued its journey through the vast and empty expanse of space. Its sleek, menacing design evoked a sense of fear and awe in anyone who laid eyes on it. The Wrath's interior was a hive of activity, with Dread soldiers and officers working tirelessly at their stations, monitoring the various systems and instruments that kept the ship running. At the heart of it all was General Vexar, a towering figure clad in an imposing and regal ensemble, befitting the highest-ranking officers of the most powerful military force in the galaxy.

With a purposeful stride, General Vexar made his way to the command deck, his mere presence commanding the attention of all who served under him. He paused for a moment, taking in the scene before him. The officers and soldiers at their stations all snapped to attention, standing tall and rigid in the presence of their leader.

"Report, Captain. What happened on Verdanth Prime? Why was Nyx Umbra able to escape?" General Vexar demanded, his voice carrying the weight of his authority.

The Dread Captain hesitated for a moment before responding, his face tense with frustration. "We had him cornered, General Vexar. But just as we were about to apprehend him, he managed to escape."

General Vexar's expression grew darker, his eyes flashing with anger. "What happened? How could you let that happen? Who was responsible for her escape?" he demanded, his voice growing sharper with every word.

"It appears that a bounty hunter by the name of Nebula Vertu helped him escape," the Dread Captain replied, his eyes flicking down to the datapad in his hand. "We're still trying to determine who she is and what her connection is to Umbra."

General Vexar's scowl deepened. "Find out everything you can about this Nebula Vertu. And make sure we capture Nyx Umbra before he causes any more trouble for the Galactic Imperium."

The Dread Captain nodded and said, "Yes, General, it will be done."

"Unacceptable," General Vexar growled, his voice low and dangerous. "We cannot allow the likes of Nyx Umbra to continue to elude us. Increase our patrols and tighten security. I want her found and brought to me, no matter the cost."

With a final, hard glare at the Dread Captain, General Vexar turned and strode out of the command deck, his mind already calculating his next move. He knew that he would stop at nothing to see Nyx Umbra brought to justice and the Dread's plans for the galaxy come to fruition. The thought of Nebula Vertu and her involvement in this matter only fueled his desire for revenge. He would find her, and when he did, he would make her pay for what she had done.