The Internal Conflict: Trust in Her Own Leadership

Despite her outward confidence, Lena struggled with her inner turmoil. The power of the core still haunted her—its influence lingering in the back of her mind, reminding her of the temptations that had once threatened to consume her. She couldn't afford to let that power dictate her choices again.

She knew she had to rely on her own strength, her instincts, and the people around her. The core had been a crutch, but now, it was time to stand on her own.

As she walked through the ship's command center, Lena encountered Draven again. He was standing near a console, reviewing the latest reports on the Rhytil's movements.

"You're thinking about the core again, aren't you?" Draven asked, his voice low, but knowing.

Lena hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "I'm just… wondering if I've made the right decision. What if I'm not strong enough without it?"

Draven placed a hand on her shoulder, offering a rare moment of reassurance. "You are strong, Lena. You don't need the core to lead. It's all within you, and you've already proven that."

Lena gave him a small, grateful smile. "Thanks, Draven. I needed to hear that."