Above Zaltron, the energy burst from the core had the desired effect. The council's fleet, now in orbit, detected the spike in energy and began to alter their course. Decoy ships, mimicking a powerful military fleet, triggered a series of tactical maneuvers as the council's commanders rushed to respond.
Lena's pulse raced as she watched the holographic display. The decoy ships were successfully diverting the enemy fleet's attention. The council's forces, confused and disoriented, split into smaller groups, following false leads across the atmosphere.
Kira was watching the data closely. "It's working, Lena," she said, her voice full of awe. "They've split up. We have a window."
The plan had bought them precious hours—but it also meant they were running out of time. The council would eventually realize the deception, and when they did, there would be no more chances. Lena had to make sure they were ready.
"Prepare the surface defenses," Lena ordered. "We need to make sure the council doesn't reach the planet."
Elias turned to her, his expression intense. "And the core? Are we going to try using its power again?"
Lena shook her head. "We don't have enough time to learn it fully. But we've got enough to fight back with the weapons we've managed to develop from Zaltron's technology. We'll need to rely on strategy, and quick thinking. The core is just a last resort."
The weight of her decision hung heavily on her. They were walking a fine line between survival and annihilation, but Lena's resolve was clear. She would do whatever it took to protect Earth and everyone she loved.