Prologue: Shadows of Frost In the dimly lit command center of the Rebel Alliance, General Leia Organa addressed a sea of determined faces, her holographic figure projecting an air of both strength and urgency. "The galaxy faces a grave threat," she began, her voice echoing through the hushed room. "Darth Vader and the Galactic Empire are on the verge of unleashing a superweapon, one capable of freezing entire worlds in its icy grasp." As Leia revealed the ominous details, the atmosphere grew tense. The rebels, a diverse group of beings united against tyranny, absorbed every word. Among them stood Tadum and Sarade, the young scientific officers who had unwittingly stumbled upon critical information that could turn the tide. The holographic displays illuminated the icy expanse of Hoth, the chosen battleground for the impending struggle. The Rebellion faced a race against time to infiltrate the secret Imperial facility and halt the construction of this devastating superweapon. The fate of the galaxy now rested on the shoulders of those in the command center. A collective determination filled the air, overshadowing the fears that lingered like ghosts in the shadows. As the briefing concluded, the rebels dispersed, each one carrying the weight of the impending mission. In the frigid darkness of space, the Rebel fleet set its course for Hoth, unknowingly hurtling toward a confrontation that would test their resolve and the strength of their alliance. The echoes of General Leia's words lingered, a chilling reminder of the frosty peril that awaited them on the frozen planet. The stage was set for a battle that would determine the destiny of countless worlds—a battle against the Shadows of Frost.